I Found a Sword Immortal in a Cyberpunk World

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[You're welcome to check out my upcoming story, Nvwa in an Infinite Game. Blurb below.]

Blurb:

Chu Xianye was a broke laborer whose only goal was making money. To save enough for tuition, she worked from early morning to late at night, seven days a week.

Then one day, as she trudged through a no-man's-land with a backpack full of spare parts, she heard a sudden rush of wind beside her. A sword immortal was approaching beneath the moonlight.

"An immortal strokes my head, and I receive the blessing of eternal life."

She thought she'd found a sword immortal who was impossibly cool and otherworldly. But after he whisked her away, she discovered he was a doting, motherly type who fussed over every little thing.

The sword immortal, dressed in white and blushing shyly, said earnestly, "You can learn cultivation, but I haven't graduated yet, so I can't be your master."

His teaching skills weren't great... but luckily, she was a brilliant student!

And if that didn't work, she could always cheat with technology.

This world had been devastated by war and reduced to a wasteland. To speed up their cultivation, they traveled over mountains and across ridges, using the strength of mere ants to draw spiritual energy to this barren planet, overturning the board on which AI and financial conglomerates had plotted their moves.

They opened the world's ley lines, laid restless souls to rest, and crossed countless ruined human homelands. They cut through the artificial sky screen with their blades and pierced the financial conglomerates' hypocritical lies.

The world's fundamental laws quietly shifted. Fate took a new course, leading toward a future no one had ever imagined.

"Hello, I'm a sword cultivator. The sword in my hand is called the Military-Use Model 201 Laser-Enhanced Edition."

The girl's eyes shone like bright stars. Her tousled, pale-gold hair fluttered in the wind, and she wore a high-tech exoskeleton suit made from precision-engineered alloy and powered by spiritual energy.

Alone, she held back the mechanical flood blocking out the sky.

"The future I chose for humanity is my Dao."

Qi Wujue was the Sword Sect's undisputed senior disciple, a chosen son of heaven destined to ascend, as foretold from birth. But a single mistake in his cultivation sent him transmigrating to this world.

He had never seen a world so barren yet so debauched. And yet, in the darkest, ugliest night, a soul so pure and steadfast had been born.

From that moment on, the graceful, moonlit sword immortal willingly surrendered to the feelings he'd experienced when they first met.

But her cultivation methods... didn't seem quite like what he had imagined.

"A-Ye, sword techniques rely on using form to control motion. Use your spiritual sense to feel the will of the sword in your hand. Then your sword will move faster, and you'll reach the selfless state of unity between human and sword."

The girl nodded, took out an ordinary alloy sword hilt, and moved her spiritual sense. A high-energy laser shot out and instantly split the rock in front of her.

"Like this?"

Well, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with that. The speed of light really was fast...?

The once-proud genius sword immortal frowned at a beginner's book on physics.

A fairy tale dressed up as science fiction and cultivation.

A hapless, motherly sword immortal who crossed worlds x a rebellious genius girl working hard to earn money and support her family.

1. All settings are fictional. The male lead comes from a cultivation world, while the female lead is an exploited laborer in a cyberpunk wasteland, working hard to earn tuition money.

2. The male lead starts out incredibly powerful, but later gets a weakness debuff and often has to direct things verbally. The female lead grows stronger over time and is a rebellious little genius with maxed-out learning ability.

3. I wanted to write a story about a sword immortal arriving beneath the moonlight, so I gave this unnamed planet a moon that controls the tides.

Coming soon: Nvwa in an Infinite-Flow Game

That night, she saw the moon outside her window shatter.

The sky looked like a cheap acrylic sheet. It was as if someone had driven an iron nail into the moon. Cracks darker than the night spread out from it, and the stars seemed like shards of those cracks.

That night, Lian Yu had the same dream. In it, the sky was shattered, and a god sat on a high platform. In a haughty, lazy voice, it said, "Hello, you unlucky bugs who've been chosen. Welcome to a game with me."

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in another absurd and terrifying live-stream game world.

Lian Yu had a little hobby she'd never given up, even after years of working.

She liked making things out of clay.

With some clay and a few simple tools, she could sculpt all kinds of adorable animals and little people.

What she hadn't expected was that after being selected for the infinite live-stream game, everyone else's starting skills could fight off enemies and kill ghosts or help them escape and fake their deaths.

Her skill was making things.

With clay.

Even when other players cleared a level and won an A-rank item, all she got was a clay tool kit.

Lian Yu: "...?"

"Isn't something wrong here?"

Viewers in her livestream all mocked her as a useless beauty, betting she wouldn't survive the first three levels.

Later, she learned that the more useless a starting ability seemed, the greater its transformation after it leveled up.

At first, everyone thought she was a support-type player. They brought her along reluctantly, treating her as a clay tool kit plus a pretty face to boost their livestream traffic.

That was until she collected enough colors of clay to sculpt her first lifelike little person, who came to life and called her, "Mother!"

From then on, she got to lie flat. Some of the little people she sculpted were good at fighting, others at analysis, and some were even great cooks...

She got used to having food brought to her and never lifting a finger to fight monsters.

The single-player level boss broke down: "Isn't this a solo level? Why are there more than twenty players?!"

Viewers: That's right. This woman is a whole team by herself. Sis is incredibly skilled. She's amazing.

Everyone who saw her dolls cried, "If you were Nvwa, I wouldn't have ended up looking like this."

Lian Yu: "I mean, I can do that. Cosmetic surgery is one item per session."

Later, she discovered that the dolls she made were living people with their own vitality, and could even choose to become players of their own free will.

Later still, she became a legend: the number-one player on the live-stream game's leaderboard, with the title [Nvwa].

One more enthusiastic recommendation for my friend's new story, When the Gods See Fake Ads

In the 500 years since transmigrating into a book, Dong Sang adopted secret identity after secret identity to avoid being doomed to die as cannon fodder. Following the principle, "If you can charge in, charge in. If you can't, lie low until you can charge in," she made a name for herself and became the gods' first choice.

Finally, three months before her life was about to end, Dong Sang received a quest to become a god: follow the plot.

I spent five hundred years trying to avoid following the plot, and now you're telling me the final step to becoming a god is to follow the plot?

Dong Sang: "..." My fate is mine to decide, not heaven's.

I'll make this clear: either the plot dies, or the plot dies. ^_^

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As a human, Dong Sang became a certain god's first choice. She got fame, power, and money.

In every way, she was a success.

But recently, successful Dong Sang had run into a problem.

She was going to die.

She wasn't afraid of death, but she didn't want to die either.

So she would take up her blade and point it straight at the heavens.

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It proclaimed its decree at the border, and there the new realm was first established.

Theme: Knowledge determines fate.