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The Dao Must Be Crazy

'The weak fear the strong, and the strong fear nothing, but I am not strong, and I have offended a lot of scary people.' Such were the thoughts of the cultivator who defied time as he created a technique that would allow him to escape those he feared. The same way you can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs, the soul of one unlucky youngster traveled through the stream of time in search of a bloodline connection that would take his place. By the time the soul of the descendant traded places with the original soul of the body, the demonic cultivator, who sacrificed the whole village in what he believed to be another failed attempt at his forbidden technique had left to ruminate over what went wrong while searching for another village. Chester (Chen) Wang had spent the last seven years trapped in the VRMMO called Brave Quest. On the morning of his 6th re-class, 5 years before the game was finally cleared, had his soul transported into another body.

DaoistKushMountain · Oriental
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A Moonlit Encounter

As Chester sat in his wooden cabin, immersing himself in the surrounding natural energy to replenish his mana and gain xp, a subtle disturbance in the forest caught his attention. Twigs snapped and leaves rustled, diverting his focus from introspection to the present moment. Intrigued, he gently parted the fabric that served as his door, revealing the ethereal figure of the young miss bathed in the gentle glow of the moonlight. The sight left him momentarily speechless, 'Wow.'

Time seemed to slow down as their eyes met, connecting two young heroes bound by destiny and the weight of their responsibilities. Chester, momentarily struck by her beauty, found himself at a loss for words. The moonlight accentuated her features, and the moonlight illuminating her face showed the determination and strength emanating from her.

Collecting himself, Chester stepped aside, gesturing for the young miss to enter his humble abode. She entered cautiously, her eyes reflecting a blend of determination and vulnerability. The air became charged with a palpable energy, an unspoken understanding passing between kindred souls.

Seated on weathered wooden stools, the two heroes faced each other, their intertwined fates hanging heavily in the air. A moment of silence lingered, filled with unspoken respect and acknowledgment of the burdens they both carried. 'This is the first time I feel intimidated by beauty,' Chester thought.

Breaking the silence, the young miss spoke, her voice firm yet tinged with weariness. "Thank you. I have heard tales of your valiant efforts in repelling the demonic trainees," she expressed her gratitude for Chester's presence and the vital role he played in defending the village and the forest. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Hua of the Yue clan." She gave a slight bow, showing the refinement of a noble lady, her hands cupped in front of her. Chester extended his hand and introduced himself in return. "I am Chen, of the Wang family, though I am the sole surviving member at this moment," he chuckled dejectedly, his thoughts dwelling on the possibility of never seeing his brothers and parents again.

Chester looked at his extended hand and smiled. After a brief pause, he retracted it and took a seat. "To what do I owe the pleasure of having the young miss of the Yue clan in my humble shed?" Yue Hua smiled and settled back down. She shared her own experiences, recounting the alliances she had forged and the preparations made to face the impending invasion. As they engaged in such a serious conversation, Chester couldn't help but feel his thoughts wandering inappropriately, captivated by Yue's enchanting presence.

Chester listened intently, his gaze fixed upon her. He marveled at her resilience and determination, recognizing the courage it took for her to undertake the perilous journey and rally support for their cause.He collected his thoughts, and pushed the growing attraction to the back of his mind. He then shared his own insights about the growing darkness and the looming presence of the demonic forces.

Their conversation intertwined threads of shared understanding, strategizing, and fortifying their resolve. They spoke of the significance of unity, of rallying the villagers and empowering them to stand against the encroaching darkness. Ideas flowed back and forth, each building upon the other's thoughts, as they crafted a plan to defend their home and loved ones.

Within the confines of that small cabin, the weight of their shared destiny seemed to lighten slightly, replaced by hope and determination. They found solace in each other's presence, knowing that together they possessed the strength to face the challenges ahead. A long-forgotten feeling sparked inside Chester, igniting a fire within him.

As their conversation neared its end, Chester and the young miss exchanged a solemn nod, their unspoken bond strengthened by their shared purpose. They understood the immense responsibility resting on their shoulders, and they also recognized the power of their unwavering spirit.

Brimming with determination and a shared sense of purpose, they emerged from the cabin, ready to confront the imminent battle side by side. The moonlight illuminated their path as they walked back into the village, prepared to lead their fellow villagers into the depths of darkness, guided by the flame of hope burning brightly within their hearts.