1 Transmigration?!
The glow of the full moon illuminated my eyes full of unfulfilled desires and goals.
Raising my arm, I felt really small. Even though I had the strength to raise mountains and share oceans, I was nothing compared to the weather. Unfortunately, I was unable to advance in my cultivation, which caused my last remaining leaks of vitality.
My pride was no longer visible in my heart or face. He had been destroyed in the countless struggles against time.
Time!
This was the only enemy I did not defeat.
Soon, I felt my conscience leaking and my body losing the last strength.
So what is death ?!
This is very depressing ... But I couldn't do anything.
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Opening my eyes, I noticed that I was in a small but very comfortable room.
I was lying on a small bed. The brightness of the sun, which passed through the transparent curtain, illuminated my face.
That was hell, they told me so much ?!
While my mind was in a state of confusion, a whirlwind of unknown memories entered my brain.
Shock!
Even though I had traversed worlds and knew many illogical concepts and things, it still shocked me to the core.
It turns out that I had been transmigrated in someone else's body.
The name of this body was Tian Long, like mine, besides that, he is an external elder, in a small sect of martial arts.
His death was the result of a fight he had against a Rank 3 beast.
The Tian Long of this world was still in the Sixth Stage of << Senior Martial >>. Even if there were dozens of them, it was still impossible to beat a Rank 3 beast, who would go head-to-head with a << Martial Master >> level practitioner.
A smile broke out on my lips.
This was definitely a second chance from heaven. I would not waste it in any way. With my hundreds of years of experience and knowledge, I swear, this time, immortality would come.
"This body is infested with unrefined drugs ..."
One thing Tian Long noticed was that the former host of this body was a very stupid person. He had consumed many medicines in search of progress, but he had not even refined them correctly.
With a little difficulty, Tian Long sat in the lotus position.
(Lotus position: it is a posture in which the individual sits with his legs crossed and his feet in opposition to his thighs in order to meditate.)
He then started the refinement process.
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The Burning Heart Sect is a very famous sect in the northern mountains.
Many local legends said that the patriarch was a << Martial Master >>. It was not known whether this was true or not, but an indisputable fact was that this sect was one of the most powerful in the empire.
Many of the sect's disciples are also extraordinary talents, seen only once in hundreds of years.
In a small house, an external elder looked at himself in the mirror with a depressed expression.
This was Tian Long, he had finished refining the medicines in the body. He had successfully reached the Eighth Stage of << Senior Martial >>, but that was still not enough. He, who had been at the top of the mortal plane, knew very well that this was still the beginning of cultivation.
"Two stages in thirty minutes ... that's very little."
If an external elder in the sect heard these words, no, even if an internal elder heard these words, he or she would be very angry and most likely kill Tian Long.
Tian Long then left the small room, which was actually a small, lonely mountain hut.
The Lonely Mountain is the place where the external elders lived.
He noticed that there were many other huts, most of which are larger and more beautiful.
It turns out that like the students, the elders had their ranks.
Tian Long was the fifteenth elder, one of the weakest. However, now that he has advanced two levels in his cultivation, he was sure that he easily won over the other external elders.
Moreover, he was sure that he won even from the inner elders. Of course, if he used his techniques, which he used commonly in his past life.
"I need information. I know I'm in a low-level empire, but I don't even know his name yet."
Using some of his predecessor's memories, he was guided to one of the central mountains. This is a mountain where there were several libraries, restaurants, bookmakers, battle arenas, and many other things.
The mountain was very busy, be it elders or disciples.
"Place your bets! Who do you think will win the next clan battle!"
If there was one interesting thing about this sect, it was the concept of "clans", which, different from the outside world, was the combination of many external and internal disciples, where they competed to be the most powerful clan.
The TOP 3 of the clan battles won various pills, armaments, contribution points, and more. This, willingly or not, motivated the disciples to work in groups and become stronger.
Tian Long then realized that he was the leader of one of these clans, but that clan was very weak and had almost no members.
"Huh! If there's anything I hate, it's the taste of defeat."
There were three months until the next clan battle, he would be sure to win this tournament and, also, if everything went well, he would become a << Master Martial >> in that period.
