Cultivation Begins with Robbing the Sect Ancestor

My name is Li Xiaochun, and I'm the third-in-command of Blackwind Stronghold. My biggest dream is to pull off one last big job, buy Xiaocui's freedom, and give my brothers a life of luxury. But that job turned out to be a real disaster. We robbed an old man who claimed to be the founding ancestor of the Azure Cloud Sect. Before I could even spend the silver we'd earned, he insisted I was a once-in-ten-thousand-years Innate Sword Physique and made me the sect's damn Holy Son. The first man I killed was Xiao Chen. He tried to kill me, so I stabbed him instead. He left behind a ring inhabited by an old ghost who'd been dead for who knew how many years and called himself Medicine Elder. There was also a bronze mirror. The people inside spoke strangely, saying things like “fellow countryman,” “Blue Star,” and “golden finger”... Later, I discovered that the mirror was full of transmigrators. They talked about lucky encounters, plotlines, and how to kill me. So I tracked them down one by one, following the mirror. After that, everyone in the mirror went crazy: “How could the lucky encounter possibly be fake?!” “Li Xiaochun, stop pretending. You're not a transmigrator at all!” I laughed. That's right, I'm not a transmigrator. But I've become the strongest person in this world.