Download of the Full-Grade Divine Ability Talent System

"Ah, my head hurts!"

Victor woke up in a daze.

Looking around, he saw a courtyard with buckets of water piled up in the corner. There was a large water tank on the right side of the courtyard, and a sturdy bamboo pole was leaning against the wall.

Lowering his head, he examined and found out that he was wearing a gray servant's uniform made of coarse cloth, which looked like a traditional costume.

"Where am I? What is this place?"

He muttered to himself.

In an instant, countless images flashed in front of his eyes.

This is The World of Martial Arts. Have I transmigrated?

The World of Martial Arts was a major game that was designed by the Huaxia Federation. It was played by players all over the world.

Victor had just obtained a new account not long ago. He had spent a lot of resources to obtain it. Not only did he spend money, but he had to rely on others as well.

Who asked him to be so reckless with his original account? He was too adventurous with his low-leveled account which resulted in the death of all his characters and his saved data being written off. 

He had finally obtained a new account, but he did not expect that as soon as he laid down in the game cabin, he vaguely recalled seeing a huge flame coming towards him and exploding.

An attack?

Victor sorted out the fragmented memories in his mind and was silent for a long time.

He comforted himself in his heart, "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyways. I'm not the same person anymore."

Through his memories, he learned that he was now a servant disciple. His daily mission in the sect was very simple, which was to fetch water.

The sect he was in was called the Qingyun Sect, which was one of the top sects in The World of Martial Arts.

The sect master of the Qingyun Sect, Zhang Lingren, had countless disciples.

Names flashed through his mind.

Song Xiuwen, Yu Mingjie, Zhang Zhenghe, Yu Yang, Mo Hong, Song Yu...

These were all famous characters mentioned in the guide.

If he could become their disciple, he would be able to live a better life in the future.

Victor secretly clenched his fists. He suddenly realized that his hands had also changed, they had become tender. However, they were full of calluses.

"I suppose I'm only ten years old now."

The treatment of the Qingyun Clan was not bad. With consideration of the disciple's young ages, they did not have many tasks assigned to them. They only needed to chop a bundle of wood every day and could then proceed to learn cultivation methods from their other senior brothers.

Moreover, fetching water could also train the body and build a strong foundation.

Just by thinking of learning the cultivation method, Victor's heart was full of energy. Without thinking much, he immediately picked up the shoulder pole and started working.

As long as he finished picking up the water, he would be able to learn the technique.

In less than an hour, Victor had filled up the water. He was familiar with the path to the lake due to the muscle memory of his body. He subconsciously entered the optimum state of mind and barely made any leakage while carrying the two buckets of water.

After packing up his tools, Victor took a sip of water and quickly walked out of the courtyard.

The Qingyun Sect was relatively lenient towards the servant disciples. As long as they did not leave the servant hall and did not cause any trouble, no one would meddle in their businesses.

After leaving the courtyard, the scenery of the Qingyun Sect came into view.

The mountains stood tall, and the peaks pierced straight into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and mist.

However, for Victor, the most important thing at the moment was the huge square on the platform of a peak 100 meters to his right.

At this moment, the place was filled with people. Vaguely, it appeared that a figure had jumped out from the roof, as if it was not affected by gravity.

That was the Wind spell, which was also a top-tier spell among all the movement spells. It focused on agility to allow swift movements in all directions, rather than to confuse the opponent with a variety of footwork.

"I wonder when I will be able to learn such a technique."

Victor's eyes were filled with hope as he looked at the back of the figure. He wondered how he would feel if he were to use it himself.

Suddenly, a memory that had been locked for a long time appeared.

It turned out that Victor had been in the Qingyun Sect for three years. He was not a disciple who had just entered the sect, so he had learned some basic techniques.

It was as if he had deliberately ignored this memory, he quickly browsed through the memory fragments that he had ignored earlier.

Victor's face turned grim.

"Isn't this a f*cking scam?"

The disciples who had entered the Qingyun Sect at the same time as he had all practiced a mental cultivation method called the Qingyun mantra when they had entered the sect.

Most of them had already entered the third-rate realm from the unrated realm.

However, his cultivation realm was still stuck in the original spot, unprogressive like a crawling turtle.

However, his transmigration might bring about some changes now.

Victor immediately took a few deep breaths and came to a large, lush tree. He sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.

"Sigh..."

Fifteen minutes later, Victor sighed heavily, like a deflated rubber ball.

His transmigration did not bring any new changes to this body. A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Nothing could change?

Through his memories, he knew that five years from now would be the Sect Master Zhang Lingren's 300th birthday.

In the storyline guide, this was an important aspect of the storyline.

When the time comes, all the major sects would come to celebrate the birthday, but this was just to please the sect master.

These people's real goal was to find out the whereabouts of the Lion Warrior King Lei Ao, and their ultimate goal was to obtain the divine weapon, the Heavenly Dragon Saber.

At that time, the major sects would take the opportunity to launch an attack. If someone went crazy and started killing the innocents, as a servant disciple of the lowest status, he would not even have the ability to resist, and could only wait for death.

At this moment, Victor felt as if he had fallen into a dark forest filled with danger.

To the extent of... leaving the Qingyun Sect!

Victor firmly rejected this idea.

There were rules and regulations in the sect. If you left the sect and encounter a stranger in a bad mood, they would attack and kill you. If you had no sect or background, your death would be in vain.

Therefore, comparatively speaking, it was safer to stay in the Qingyun Sect.

"No, I must work harder."

Victor's eyes became more and more determined. He focused and calmed his heart, cleared his mind of thoughts.

The days passed one by one. In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Other than fetching water every day, Victor would either practice the mental cultivation method in his own residence, or he would practice the most basic Qingyun sword technique in the martial arts hall.

During daybreak and others were still lying in their warm beds, he would get up early to practice.

When the other disciples fell asleep, Victor was still dragging his tired body to practice the Qingyun sword technique.

Day and night, he worked tirelessly.

He had strenuously practiced for three months, and he had seen many people being sneaky and slacking off however, they would just muddle along and get away with it.

Even so, he still could not compare to them.

And those servant disciples who were slightly less diligent than him had long become outstanding outer disciples.

Victor deeply felt the malice of the world towards him.

"God, why are you so unfair? You gave me a new life, but you gave me such a rough start. I'm not appeased!"

Finally, in the middle of the night.

Victor could not sleep peacefully. He got up from his bed and went to the front yard.

He could not stand it anymore. He decided to release the negative energy in his heart and fetched water. He ran back and forth between the foot of the mountain and the sect.

His eyes were red like a demon. He was roaring in his heart.

"Violent spiritual fluctuation detected. Congratulations to the host for awakening the download system. Do you want to receive the novice gift bag?"

The machine-like notification sounded in Victor's mind.

Victor was stunned. What? The download system?