Tomb Raider of the Martial World

Where am I? Why am I dressed like someone from ancient times?

Boss Gao, a modern man, wakes from a nap to find himself in a strange, antiquated world. He's in a dilapidated ancient temple, with a broken door, a cracked floor, and even a broken altar table... The walls let in the wind...

Apart from the enormous clay Buddha in the middle, there's not a single thing here that's intact. Even his own clothes are tattered, leaving him worse off than a beggar...

"Good heavens, did I transmigrate?"

Boss Gao sprang off the altar table and looked around the ruined temple, bewildered.

An equally old-fashioned voice rang in his ear: "That's right, Host. You have indeed transmigrated to the Jin Yong Shared Martial Arts World! You are the last surviving member of the Northern Branch of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and you were born with the duty of uniting the three branches of Wuliang."

So I really did transmigrate, and into the world of Jin Yong's martial arts novels, no less. I've read all fourteen of his books more than ten times. I can recite every major and minor plot point with my eyes closed. Just that alone gives me an advantage over everyone in this world. Heh! The last surviving member of the Northern Branch of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and someone with a proper standing, too.

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