The Jianghu Is Treacherous, So Summon Your Friends

[Warning: This is a slow-paced ensemble story with a confusing array of names and a low-profile protagonist.]

Mo Xiaoxiao had already graduated from the game Jianghu Daily Life. One day, she logged into a level-one account to grind for resources, only to transmigrate into a real martial world much like the game.

Clad in the avatar of a level-one little girl and trembling with fear in the jianghu, Mo Xiaoxiao used her in-game template to add the friends from her old high-level account's guild. Hey, wanna try out a private server?

The jianghu is full of danger, so call in your friends! Start a party: you charge in and fight, while I lie flat and split the experience points with you!

Green bamboo hat, green straw raincoat, no need to hurry home in the slanting wind and drizzle. Word has it that there's an assassin organization called No Return, whose assassins never fail.

Mo Xiaoxiao (smiling): That one-hundred-percent success rate was earned with our lives. Please settle the gold ingot bill for the revival stones.

From every corner of the land, all kinds of professions fill the jianghu. Word has it that there's an organization called the Hundred Trades Sect, home to the best of every trade: the finest swordsmith under heaven, a master embroiderer, the best cook around, and a peerless dancer whose beauty can topple a city.

Mo Xiaoxiao (deadpan): Keep the side professions that don't share experience points under control. Stop obsessing over leveling your crafting skills! And you, don't go flirting with the elite disciples of other sects!

Anyway, with so many friends watching her back, the jianghu is pretty safe... probably.

Theme: Long live friendship!