This Sword Asks the Way to Immortality

Lin Chen transmigrated into the cultivation world and became a good-for-nothing at the third level of Qi Refining, someone everyone could bully. With his dantian damaged and an inner sect disciple’s sword sending him flying, the whole sect was waiting to see him expelled.

At the critical moment, he awakened a sign-in System.

Sign in at Sword Cliff and obtain the [Clear Sword Heart] talent, tripling his comprehension of the sword!

Sign in at Saintess Peak and become the Qingyun Sect saintess’s personal disciple!

Sign in at the Scripture Pavilion and alarm the Supreme Elder, who had been in seclusion for a hundred years!

From then on, Lin Chen cleaved through the heavens, one sword at a time.

Zhou Yuan picks on him? Defeated with one sword.

The inner sect bullies him? Cut down with one sword.

The demonic path comes for him? Wiped out with one sword.

Until one day, the cool and aloof saintess tugs at his sleeve. “Junior brother, you have to take responsibility for me.”

A demoness clings to his arm. “Young master, would you take me with you when you ascend?”

His sword-genius senior sister blushes. “Lin Chen, I... I like you!”

Lin Chen looks at the beauties behind him, then at the sword in his hand.

“Sorry. We sword cultivators care only for the blade in our hands, not worldly affairs.”

“But since you insist on coming along, then let’s prove the Dao and attain immortality together!”

(This is the first novel I’ve written, so please share your thoughts. I’ll take as much feedback as I can. I’m using this one to get some practice; for my next novel, I plan to avoid the soul-transmigration genre and write the story I’ve been developing in my head for a long time. It’ll have a much grander world. Thanks for keeping me company!)