Xuanhuan: My Journey to Becoming an Advanced Sword Spirit

On a Boeing 737 headed to a certain state, Situ Lan was in mid-flight when both wings broke off.

The air currents swept him into the clouds, and he transmigrated to the world of cultivation.

What? The System is about to awaken, and the protagonist's halo is about to activate, sending him straight to the peak of life?

NO! Nothing like that!

What he actually faced was the VIP package: plummeting from ten thousand meters in the air and smashing into a bloody pulp.

Situ Lan cried out in despair:

"Other transmigrators only transmigrate after dying in accidents in the real world!"

"Why the hell is the script I got different from theirs?"

"I've been calling for ages, and the System still hasn't shown up!"

At the moment he hit the ground, Situ Lan spat out a curse:

"Fuck you!"

A thunderous splat!

…

In a pitch-black space,

Situ Lan slowly opened his eyes. A System interface appeared before him.

System Window

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.