I Messed Up, I Traveled to Jade Dynasty with a System
Greyson Pierce was an ordinary man leading a life plagued by bad luck. His streak of misfortune finally caught up with him, and he met an untimely end. But death wasn’t the end for Greyson. Instead, he found himself reborn in a world that felt eerily familiar—a realm of cultivation, filled with powerful sects, mystical beasts, and ruthless cultivators. It dawned on him that he was now living inside one of the TV shows he had watched in his previous life.
Equipped with only his knowledge of the show and a mysterious system that grants him quests and rewards, Greyson must navigate this perilous world. While the system provides aid, it is not infallible, and Greyson must rely on his wits, cunning, and a touch of luck to survive.
In a land where only the strong survive, can the unluckiest man carve out his own destiny and rise to the top, or will his bad luck prove to be his undoing?
Note: I do not own any elements of this story except for the main character. English is not my first language, and updates will be posted twice a week.
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Devilsatan · Anime & Comics
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52 Chs
Chapter 15: Foundation Establishment (1)
Grey tiptoed into the kitchen with the stealth of a seasoned ninja, his eyes gleaming with mischief. Today was the day he would get his long-awaited revenge on Senior Daren. It had been months since the infamous spanking incident, and Grey had been patiently waiting for the perfect moment to strike back. Now, with his strength and speed vastly improved, he felt it was time to settle the score. His laughter echoed through the kitchen, a sinister chuckle reminiscent of a cartoon villain as he reached for the chili powder.Xiao Fan, who had been peeking from outside the kitchen, watched the whole scene unfold. His eyes widened, and he gulped nervously. "I don't know who it's going to be, but someone's going to have a very bad day," he muttered to himself, bracing for the chaos that was about to ensue.After acquiring the ingredients, Grey embarked on his mission with a bucket of chili-infused water. He navigated through the Bamboo Forest with the precision of a master strategist, his eyes gleaming with mischief. Finally, he spotted his target: Senior Da ren, engrossed in his solitary training session. Like he said he would never forget to take his revenge now his strength is enough to take revenge on his senior. Although his strength is low compared to his senior but spped is faster than his senior Da renWith a devious grin, Grey carefully approached, making sure to stay hidden behind a cluster of bamboo. As Senior Daren executed his training moves, Grey seized the moment. He crept up behind him, and with a swift motion, he tipped the bucket over Daren's unsuspecting head.The chilly water, now spiced with a fiery blend of chili, cascaded down Daren's back, instantly jolting him from his focus. The startled senior flailed, his training interrupted by the unexpected assault.As the fiery chili water soaked into Daren's training attire, he yelped, "Ahh, it's burning!" He desperately covered his eyes, nose, and mouth, trying to escape the intense sting.Grey, relishing his moment of triumph, retrieved a bamboo stalk from nearby and approached Daren with a mischievous grin. "You spanked me seven months ago. Now, I'm returning the favor!" With a swift motion, he delivered a playful spank to Daren's rear end, followed by a final, firm smack on his head.Breathing a sigh of relief, Grey chuckled, "Nothing feels as amazing as getting revenge." He then poured a bucket of fresh water over Da ren to help alleviate the burning sensation, before making his exit with a satisfied grin, leaving Da ren drenched and bewildered in the Bamboo Forest.News of Daren's unexpected encounter with Grey spread like wildfire through the Bamboo Peak. The tale of fiery revenge and the bamboo spank became the talk of the peak, with everyone finding humor in the situation.Within a few days, Grey had earned a new nickname among the seniors: "The Devil of Bamboo Peak." It was a title that reflected both the fear and respect they now held for him.The nickname "Devil" stuck to Grey and everyone in Big Bamboo Peak knows : cross Grey, and you might just find yourself on the receiving end of a creatively mischievous scheme.As the seasons changed and ten months passed on Bamboo Peak, the once vibrant greens of the forest slowly gave way to the rich hues of autumn, then to the stark whiteness of winter, before the gentle thaw of spring brought new life once more. Each season painted the peak with its unique charm—autumn's crisp air and falling leaves, winter's silent snow-covered landscape, and spring's blossoming flowers and warming sunlight.During these ten months, Greyson continued his cultivation with dedication. His growth was remarkable; having advanced through the rigorous stages of Qi Gathering, he was now reached at the pinnacle of the 9th stage with the help of all the Qi gathering pills. With only one step left to reach the Foundation stage, his training had become more intense and demanding than ever before.The bamboo forest, once a tranquil backdrop to his daily practice, now echoed with the sound of his focused breathing and occasional grunts of exertion. Grey, clad in his training robes, was seated cross-legged on a large rock. His face, usually marked by a confident grin, now showed signs of deep concentration and strain. Sweat dripped from his brow, mixing with the dark aura that surrounded him. The once-peaceful environment was charged with palpable tension.Building the foundation required an intricate balance of Qi and Demonic Qi, and it proved to be a formidable challenge. The Qi, with its pure and harmonious nature, flowed smoothly through his meridians. However, the Demonic Qi, with its chaotic and turbulent essence, clashed against it, creating a volatile mix within his body. Grey's internal struggle was evident as he fought to harmonize these opposing forces.Every breath he took was calculated, every movement precise. His body trembled with the effort of channeling the two types of Qi simultaneously. The process was not just physically demanding but also mentally taxing. The constant battle to control and stabilize the swirling energies within him required an extraordinary level of focus and perseverance.The thought of achieving the Foundation stage kept him going, pushing through exhaustion and the ever-present challenge of balancing Qi and Demonic Qi.
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