Transmigrated Into a Web Novel to Be a Couch Potato

Ye Yuchuan transmigrated into a book, and became a nameless cannon-fodder character in the novel he had written himself.

At the sect’s grand ceremony, Ye Yuchuan was squeezed into a crowd of outer sect disciples. Someone behind him shoved him, nearly making him fall, and a particularly colorful curse slipped out.

The entire venue fell silent.

Ye Yuchuan slowly turned around. At some point, the ethereal sect leader, who had been sitting in the highest seat, had come to stand beside him.

The man narrowed his eyes. “What did you just say?”

Ye Yuchuan froze. “Holy crap?” Could these cultivation practitioners understand those two words too?!

The sect leader stared at him in silence for a moment. “When the odd changes, the even stays the same.”

Ye Yuchuan instinctively finished the line. “The signs determine the quadrant.”

The moment he said it, Ye Yuchuan realized what had happened. He looked up sharply, and their eyes met.

When fellow townsmen meet, tears spring to their eyes.

“Have you heard? The Xuantian Sect leader has, for the first time ever, taken on an outer sect disciple! And according to someone in the know, the leader absolutely dotes on this disciple, spoiling him rotten. I hear even the leader’s once-favorite eldest disciple has to give him a wide berth now!”

“I bet this disciple must be a heaven-blessed genius, right? Why else would the leader value him so much?”

“A heaven-blessed genius? You’ve got it wrong, brother. He’s only at the Qi Refining stage, and after five or six years of cultivation, he’s still an outer disciple! What do you think? His talent must be awful!”

“Sure, his talent’s poor, but he’s lucky. He caught the Xuantian Sect leader’s eye. Pills, weapons, mounts, all he has to do is ask!”

Far away at the Xuanjian Sect, Ye Yuchuan wore a snow-white crane cloak embroidered with gold thread, worth a fortune. He held Xiao Ying, one of the world-famous Four Great Swords, and idly prodded the snow on the ground beneath a tree.

He suddenly sneezed. Ye Yuchuan rubbed his nose, popped a Body-Consolidating Pill worth twenty thousand spirit stones on the current market into his mouth, then turned toward the nearby room and called, “Ling Zeyao, hurry up and come out for a walk with me!”

2021.5.28

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