Passing Myself Off as the Greatest in the Cultivation World

After transmigrating, Qu Yunjin, who had never even touched a bladed weapon, became the world's greatest sword cultivator and the eldest senior brother of his sect.

The System issued a mission at just the right time: if the title of the world's greatest was exposed as a sham within six months, he could return to his original world.

Qu Yunjin looked at his own feeble self and thought, This should be a piece of cake.

Qu Yunjin happened to pass a disciple and grabbed him. "Come fight me. Keep going until you win."

The eldest senior brother was always cold as ice. The disciple trembled with fear, looking as if to say, "Help, do I have to die today?" He refused to fight no matter what.

The others scattered like startled birds and beasts.

Everyone said the world's greatest, Qu Yunjin, had finally gone mad from having no opponents. He challenged everyone he saw, and whenever people met him, they stared up at the sky, too afraid to meet his eyes.

Qu Yunjin: ...

When one plan failed, he tried another. Qu Yunjin publicly declared war on the Demonic Cult and sent a challenge, demanding that its leader come to the sect for a fight to the death.

Thinking this plan was foolproof, Qu Yunjin was already imagining the wonderful life he'd have back home.

But his messenger chicken soon came flying back. The Demonic Cult leader thought it was a trap to lure him into a jar and sent an angry message, cursing Qu Yunjin for being shameless. "You expect me to travel a thousand miles to your sect just to die? Do I look like an idiot to you?!"

Qu Yunjin: ...

Misunderstandings like this cropped up one after another. No matter how bizarre a thing Qu Yunjin did, everyone assumed that a great master like him must have his reasons.

As the deadline drew near, Qu Yunjin gazed at the sky in solitude in the back mountains. He accidentally fell asleep, tumbled off a cliff, and plunged headfirst into a waterfall. Luckily, a junior fellow disciple passing by rescued him.

This is in the bag!

Qu Yunjin was sure of victory, expecting rumors to spread like wildfire.

But the next day, he found everyone lining up to jump off the cliff, saying it was a secret cultivation technique and that the masters all practiced it secretly at night.

Qu Yunjin: ... I should have known.

Not one of these people has a normal thought process!!!

Aaaaaaah!! Just destroy the world already!!!

His junior fellow disciple said righteously, "Senior Brother, I know you haven't recovered from your serious injuries. I'll protect you and make sure no one takes advantage of you! I won't tell a soul, even if you kill me!"

Qu Yunjin (testing the waters): "Could you testify for me? Say that I've lost all my martial arts and am about to be kicked out of the sect or something..."

Junior fellow disciple (teary-eyed): "Then I'll leave with you, Senior Brother! Junior Sister will come too! Everyone will leave!"

Qu Yunjin went to great lengths to calm him down.

...He's out of ideas. Really.

One day, when Qu Yunjin was thinking of giving up on the mission again, someone held a sword to his neck as he was sightseeing.

The newcomer was a young swordsman, tall and straight as bamboo, with peerless swordsmanship. He was a renowned martial arts fanatic.

Xi Wenqing: "I hear you're the greatest under heaven. Fight me. No rules, to the death."

Qu Yunjin: "And after you beat me, you'll tell the whole world I lost and that you're the greatest under heaven, right?!"

Xi Wenqing froze.

He'd never heard such a strange request before, but if you insist...

Qu Yunjin: "Great! Let's fight, right now!"

With a quick thump, Qu Yunjin was knocked down in a single move, just as expected. Barely able to contain his excitement, he urged the other man to spread the news as soon as possible. But just as he was about to leave, Xi Wenqing grabbed him by the shoulder.

Xi Wenqing's expression darkened. "Are you looking down on me? You didn't even use a tenth of your strength!"

Qu Yunjin: "...I'm so wronged."

He tried to explain his situation, but after listening for a long time, Xi Wenqing only took away that he was "still recovering from serious injuries" and couldn't use his full strength.

Xi Wenqing: "When will you recover?"

Qu Yunjin: "How would I know?!"

Xi Wenqing: "Then I'll wait until you recover. You'll be the first to fight me."

Qu Yunjin couldn't get rid of him, and from then on, a stoic swordsman carrying a sword followed him everywhere.

Whenever Qu Yunjin provoked an opponent and eagerly prepared to be knocked down, Xi Wenqing would swoop in with a stylish move and defeat them, then tell them to get in line and wait their turn.

Xi Wenqing: "I'm going to be the man who becomes the greatest under heaven."

Qu Yunjin: "Sure, sure. You be that guy."

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