Chapter 1: The Celestial Sister

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The Great Zhou Empire, Bianzhou, Fengqiu County, Yuelai Tavern.

This tavern was modest in size, yet two servers busily attended to the guests.

The tavern’s main door was tightly shut, shielding the interior from the howling chill outside. Sparks crackled atop the hearth.

Downstairs, one server named Gao Wu was a burly young man with a simple face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. Yet his gaze was restless, occasionally staring blankly into space.

Upstairs, the other server was sly and cunning, hiding in a corner whenever no customers called out, tiptoeing to peer down as if glimpsing a different world.

From time to time, when casting a look at Gao Wu, he would silently scoff, “Fool.”

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept into the tavern, drawing the eyes of all present toward the entrance.

The tightly closed door was suddenly kicked open by someone—a strangely dressed guest strode in with head held high and chest out.

This visitor was over two meters tall, wearing only a thin garment despite the biting cold, his bulging thighs stretching the fabric.

“A distinguished guest! Please, come inside quickly!” The tavern owner bowed and hurried forward, flattering, “Xiao Gao, quickly, close the door behind our honored guest!”

Gao Wu, the honest youth, had already moved to the door and shut it firmly once the man entered.

The towering man’s fierce gaze swept over Gao Wu, discerning that although the server was well-built, his steps were unsteady and he possessed no internal power.

“Bring me fine wine and meat quickly! In this damn weather, I need to warm up!” The moment this man sat at an empty table, Gao Wu poured tea into the cup.

“Bah, don’t try to fool me with leftover tea leaves. Bring me fresh tea!” The man spat.

“Alright, alright! The best tea coming right up!” The owner’s words had barely fallen when the lean server upstairs shouted in response, carrying a delicate teapot to pour fresh tea.

“Haha, good tea yet you still have to ask!”

With the tavern door now closed, the inside buzzed with life, a stark contrast to the howling wind outside.

At that moment—

“Watch the sword!”

A cold, sharp voice rang out from a nearby table as a silver-hued flexible sword flicked toward the tall man.

Simultaneously, silver light flashed from the owner’s arms as two crescent-shaped blades swung at the nearest attacker.

The lean server upstairs hurled the teapot at the tall man as well!

The giant man merely smiled disdainfully, calmly finished the fresh tea, then let out a thunderous roar like a tiger’s cry that shook the ears.

The flexible sword, crescent blades, and teapot all shattered against an invisible force!

The owner, the female swordswoman, and the server all paled.

“Not good!”

“Qi Guidance realm!”

The tall man sat unmoving, coldly eyeing the three. “Who are you?”

Gao Wu quietly stepped back, trying to blend into the crowd watching the commotion.

But hearing the owner’s voice, he stopped abruptly, disbelief etched on his face.

“Wang Changfeng, you remnant of the Netherworld Sect, a so-called righteous man in the martial world, deserving of death by all!”

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Seeing he was no match for Wang Changfeng, the owner shouted his name, hoping some martial heroes in the tavern might come to help.

“Haha, you few petty scoundrels don’t deserve the title of righteous men! You’re just small-time thieves obsessed with the Dragon Abyss Map!”

Gao Wu looked at the giant man, not understanding why he was branded a Netherworld Sect member, but knew one thing: he wasn’t.

Because the leader of the Netherworld Sect was none other than Gao Wu himself!

The information of the Netherworld Token flashed through his mind:

Name: Netherworld Token

Bearer: Gao Wu

Identity: Sect Leader

Martial Arts: None

Divinity: Summon female heroes; with each level gained, can summon one female hero to serve him, automatically gaining two martial skills from her.

Special Traits:

1. Proof of sect leader identity.

2. Can sense the location of lower-ranked token bearers.

3. Comes with storage space that expands as the bearer’s strength grows.

This treasure came with Gao Wu when he transmigrated into this world called the Great Zhou Empire.

Gao Wu could detect no information from the giant man.

Wang Changfeng suddenly rose, making the three step back in fear.

“Hahaha… die!”

His figure flashed, and three bodies were thrown to the ground. The trio likely wondered to their last breath how Wang Changfeng suddenly advanced to the Qi Guidance realm!

The vast gap in cultivation left them powerless to fight back, paying the ultimate price for their greed.

Wang Changfeng’s fierce gaze turned to Gao Wu, who was also a tavern hand and presumably an accomplice.

“Master Wang, I—I just arrived here today. I don’t know them!” Gao Wu’s honest face and simple words made one inclined to believe him.

The martial world wasn’t all chivalry; often self-preservation prevailed.

The tavern’s patrons instinctively kept their distance from Gao Wu, fearing association.

“Hmph…” Wang Changfeng was no hero, but a fugitive clutching precious treasure.

He lightly tapped his sword hilt with his toe, and the flexible sword flew into his hand.

Gao Wu’s heart tightened; breathing became difficult. Had he transmigrated just to die so soon?

The long sword grazed Gao Wu’s scalp, sending a tuft of hair fluttering to the floor.

“Heh, you’ve got some guts after all!” Seeing Gao Wu hadn’t collapsed, Wang Changfeng sneered, “Go fetch me wine and meat!”

Only then did Gao Wu’s stiff body seem to activate, rushing toward the kitchen.

Wang Changfeng then ate heartily and drank openly beside the three corpses.

His confidence stemmed from his martial cultivation, for in this small Fengqiu County, reaching Peak Martial Movement was rare, let alone the higher Qi Guidance realm.

But Gao Wu was anxious; once Wang Changfeng was sated, how could he survive? Was he just to wait for death?

No, he couldn’t!

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