The night before the college entrance exam, Qin Guo transmigrated into the face of Guyuelun, the greatest immortal sect in the world.
Qin Guo groggily woke up and took a closer look. His original body was none other than Qin Xiuci, the Venerable Immortal Zhiyu, who had long held the top spot on the world's martial prowess rankings and was renowned throughout the Three Realms.
Twelve years of studying hard had gone to waste overnight. Qin Guo's spirit crumbled on the spot.
It took only the time it took to finish the college entrance exam for shock to turn into despair. The socially anxious Qin Guo gritted his teeth and walked out of the Jade Chamber. With only a flute for company, he set off on a long journey to find Qin Xiuci, so the original Qin Xiuci could return to take charge of Guyuelun and do this endless, miserable job himself, while Qin Guo went back to take his exam.
But along the way, he kept having intermittent breakdowns from being so distraught. The socially anxious man transformed into a social menace, his tongue dripping with honey as he complimented everyone he met.
In the snow, he dug out the half-dead leader of the Immortal Alliance, a devoted admirer of his original self. After delivering a round of CPR and first aid, he immediately said, "Ying Ying, my dear, what a lovely name!"
In the lava, he fished out the peerlessly beautiful master of the Demon Realm. After smoothly performing the Heimlich maneuver, he watched them wake with shining eyes and cried out excitedly, "What an amazing name, Tianqian Wuyai!"
And so, beneath a towering waterfall, Qin Guo drank and chatted with the leader of the Immortal Alliance;
In a secret garden among the flowers, Qin Guo and the master of the Demon Realm made three beneath the moon.
Song Hui searched for a long time but couldn't find his fake master, who had abandoned him halfway through their journey. He didn't find him until the master of the Demon Realm slapped a communication talisman onto his face. With no choice, he went to drag his drunk master back to Guyuelun, his face dark with annoyance.
Qin Guo squinted at Song Hui, who looked down at him. At last, Qin Guo slapped him across the face and sighed. "Song Hui, don't look at me like that."
Song Hui said, "What, are you afraid you'll be reluctant to leave if you keep looking at me?"
"No," Qin Guo said, shaking his head. "I've been looking at the master's gorgeous face for so long that you seem utterly plain by comparison. I'm tired of looking at you."
Song Hui: "...?"
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