Rain fell endlessly across the mountain path.

Lin Jie slowly opened his eyes.

Cold mud pressed against his cheek while distant thunder echoed through the valley. For several seconds, he simply

stared upward at the gray sky above him, unable to understand what had happened.

The last thing he remembered was headlights.

A truck.

Screeching brakes.

Then darkness.

“…Am I alive?”

" I clearly got into an accident"

His throat felt dry. Every muscle in his body ached as if he had been thrown from a cliff. He forced himself upright and immediately nearly slipped on the wet stones around him.

Towering black trees surrounded the mountain road. Mist drifted between them like living smoke.

Lin Jie frowned.

“This definitely isn’t the city.”

" Am I transmitted"

A strange cry echoed from deep within the forest. It sounded almost like a bird, except far too large.

He slowly stood and checked his pockets.

He found his phone.but

"No phone signal"

some cash

“Great.”

He said to himself, as he found some cash ,as it can help him in emergency.

Rain soaked through his clothes while cold wind rushed through the valley. In the distance, a massive mountain rose through the clouds like the spine of some ancient beast.

Unknown to Lin Jie, the moment he awakened, the spiritual energy across Qinghe Valley began trembling violently.

Hidden beneath the earth, ancient formations lit up one after another.

Far above the clouds, countless spirit beasts opened their eyes simultaneously.

Meanwhile, within the depths of reality itself—

[Ding.]

[Attempting Host Soul Integration.]

[Analyzing Host Compatibility.]

The Infinite Ascension System activated.

Golden data chains spread toward Lin Jie’s consciousness.

Then everything stopped.

[Error.]

[Unknown Soul Density Detected.]

[WARNING: Host Consciousness Stability Exceeds Authorized Threshold.]

[Emergency Protocol Activated.]

The system froze.

For the first time since its creation, it experienced fear.

Lin Jie noticed none of this.

He simply sighed and started walking.

The mountain road twisted downward through the forest. Strange glowing plants grew between the stones, but Lin Jie

assumed they were some kind of bioluminescent moss.

“This place is really weird…”

After nearly an hour of walking, the rain finally weakened.

That was when he saw it.

A broken wooden hut hidden between bamboo trees.

The roof had partially collapsed, and vines covered most of the walls, but it was still standing.

Lin Jie’s eyes brightened immediately.

“A shelter!”

He pushed open the door carefully.

Dust filled the air.

Inside stood an old table, a cracked stove, and scattered pieces of rotting furniture.

Still, compared to sleeping in the rain, it looked luxurious.

Lin Jie laughed weakly.

“Well… this is home now, I guess.”

Outside the hut, the valley suddenly became silent.

Because beneath the cabin slept an ancient spiritual formation forgotten for thousands of years.

And the moment Lin Jie entered…

The formation began stabilizing.

After experiencing a chaotic day , Lie Jie has lost all his energy.

The moment he lay down.

Lie Jie fall a deep sleep

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Morning sunlight filtered through the bamboo forest like flowing gold.

Lin Jie slowly opened his eyes.

For a brief moment, he forgot where he was. Then the cold mountain air touched his face, and reality hit immediately.

The broken hut.

The strange mountains.

The impossible forest.

“…Right.”

He sat up quietly.

The wooden floor creaked beneath him while dust drifted lazily through the sunlight. Outside, wind rustled through the bamboo trees surrounding the cabin.

Compared to the freezing rain from yesterday, the valley looked almost peaceful now.

Too peaceful.

Lin Jie stepped outside and stretched his sore shoulders.

The mountains before him were unbelievably beautiful.

White mist flowed between towering cliffs while rivers glittered under the morning sun. Birds with long silver tails flew across the distant sky, their cries echoing softly through the valley.

For a few seconds, Lin Jie forgot his situation entirely.

Then his stomach growled loudly.

“…First problem,” he muttered.

Food.

He still had no idea where he was, then surviving alone in the mountains would not be easy.

Lin Jie looked back at the hut.

The roof still leaned dangerously to one side. Several wooden supports were cracked, and part of the wall looked Back on Earth, he had always enjoyed fixing things. While other people spent weekends partying, Lin Jie preferred quietly repairing old electronics or building small shelves for his apartment.

Working with his hands calmed him.

That habit now became unexpectedly useful.

He rolled up his sleeves and walked into the forest.

The bamboo nearby was surprisingly sturdy. Using a rusty hatchet he found inside the hut, he began cutting several long poles.

After nearly an hour, sweat covered his forehead.

“Not bad…”

He carried the bamboo back toward the cabin.

Unknown to Lin Jie, countless eyes watched him from deep within the forest.

Several spirit beasts hid silently behind distant trees.

None dared approach.

Not because Lin Jie looked powerful.

But because the spiritual energy surrounding him felt utterly unnatural.

It was calm.

Perfectly calm.

In a cultivation world filled with chaotic spiritual fluctuations, Lin Jie’s existence resembled a silent abyss where all energy became still.

Even the wind unconsciously avoided disturbing him.

Meanwhile, inside the hidden system space, the Infinite Ascension System continued observing in disbelief.

[Host currently reinforcing support structures.]

[Analyzing movement patterns…]

[Error.]

[Structural alignment perfectly matches Heavenly Stabilization Principles.]

[Probability impossible.]

The system fell silent again.

It could not understand.

No mortal should possess such terrifying instinctive balance. Outside the hut, Lin Jie carefully positioned the bamboo supports beneath the damaged roof.

“Hm… if I move this angle slightly…”

He adjusted the beam.

The instant the structure locked into place—

BOOM.

A wave of invisible energy spread throughout Qinghe Valley.

High above the mountains, dark clouds suddenly split apart.

Ancient runes buried beneath the valley glowed faintly.

Rivers calmed.

Violent spiritual winds disappeared instantly.

Dozens of kilometers away, three rogue cultivators stopped walking simultaneously.

One of them stared toward the distant mountain with pale eyes.

“That aura…”

Another swallowed nervously.

“A grand formation activated.”

“But Qinghe Valley has been dead land for centuries.”

The eldest cultivator narrowed his eyes.

“No. Someone activated it.”

Back at the hut, Lin Jie blinked in confusion.

A strange pressure had passed through the valley for a brief second.

Then everything returned to normal.

“…Weird weather.”

He shrugged and continued working.

By afternoon, the hut looked far better than before.

The roof no longer leaked.

The walls stood straight.

Even the broken table inside had been repaired.

Lin Jie sat down heavily outside the cabin entrance. “Tiring…”

He wiped sweat from his forehead before looking around proudly.

Honestly, the place looked cozy now.

Simple.

Quiet.

Peaceful.

A cool breeze drifted through the bamboo forest.

Then Lin Jie noticed something strange.

Flowers had bloomed near the hut.

Yesterday, the ground there had been completely empty.

Now dozens of pale blue flowers swayed gently beside the pathway.

“…Did I seriously miss those before?”

He crouched down curiously.

The flowers emitted a faint glow under sunlight.

Beautiful.

Lin Jie smiled slightly.

“This area has strange flower but beautiful.”

" if I recall carefully, yesterday i saw a bunch of glowing flower too!"

"Magic or cultivation?" mutter to himself

Far beneath the earth, ancient formations continued humming softly.

The spiritual energy across the valley had become increasingly stable after Lin Jie repaired the hut.

Nearby medicinal herbs rapidly evolved.

Poisonous mist disappeared.

Even corrupted beasts hidden within the mountains gradually calmed.

Inside a distant cave, a giant black wolf slowly opened its eyes.

It sniffed the air once.

Then immediately lowered its head again in instinctive submission.

Something terrifying had entered the valley.

Something ancient.

Something beyond understanding.

Back outside the hut, Lin Jie remained blissfully unaware.

He simply gathered several stones and began improving the old stove.

“If I can make this more efficient, cooking will be easier…”

Using basic airflow principles, he rebuilt the damaged furnace opening.

The moment he lit the fire—

The flames burned perfectly clear blue.

Within the system space:

[Host has unconsciously created a high-efficiency spirit furnace.]

[This should not be possible.]

The system felt increasingly frightened.

At sunset, warm orange light covered Qinghe Valley.

Lin Jie sat outside the hut holding a wooden cup filled with boiled river water.

The valley looked peaceful beneath the fading sunlight.

For the first time since arriving in this strange world, he finally relaxed slightly.

“…Could be worse.”

He leaned back against the wall quietly.

Maybe surviving here was possible after all.

Far above the clouds, hidden within the sky itself, several ancient cultivators silently stared toward Qinghe Valley.

One spoke in a trembling voice.

“Who activated the valley formation?”

Another answered slowly.

“I don’t know.”

“But whatever descended there…”

His expression darkened.

“…must never be offended.”

THE NEXT DAY

Morning fog still lingered across the valley when Lin Jie finally decided to leave the mountain.

Although the repaired hut was livable now, he still lacked many necessities.

Food.

Blankets.

Tools.

Most importantly… information.

“This world is way too dangerous to stay ignorant,” he muttered while walking down the narrow forest trail.

The bamboo forest swayed softly around him. Sunlight pierced through the mist in scattered golden beams while distant birds cried through the mountains.

Compared to yesterday’s storm, the atmosphere felt unbelievably peaceful.

Too peaceful, perhaps.

Lin Jie did not notice that countless spirit beasts hidden within the forest were silently watching him leave.

None dared approach.

The pressure surrounding him was terrifyingly calm.

Even the valley itself seemed unwilling to disturb him.

After nearly two hours of walking, the mountain path finally widened.

Then Lin Jie saw smoke rising in the distance.

A village.

Relief immediately appeared on his face.

“Finally.”

Stone Creek Village rested beside a clear river beneath the mountains. Small wooden homes lined muddy roads while farmers carried baskets of vegetables through the streets.

Children played beside the riverbanks.

Old women washed clothes nearby.

The village looked poor but peaceful.

The moment Lin Jie entered the village entrance, however, the atmosphere changed.

Several villagers froze immediately.

One middle-aged man nearly dropped the bucket in his hands.

“…A stranger?”

Outsiders rarely visited Stone Creek Village.

Especially not from Qinghe Valley.

Lin Jie raised a hand awkwardly.

“Hello.”

The villagers stared silently.

An elderly man with gray hair slowly stepped forward holding a wooden cane.

His sharp eyes carefully examined Lin Jie from head to toe.

“You came from the mountain?”

Lin Jie nodded.

“I found an abandoned hut there yesterday.”

The villagers immediately became pale.

A woman gasped softly.

Another man stepped backward instinctively.

The old man narrowed his eyes.

“You stayed there overnight?”

“…Yes?”

The silence became heavier.

Lin Jie suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“Did I say something wrong?”

The elderly man continued staring for several seconds before finally sighing.

“You don’t seem possessed.”

“…Possessed?”

The villagers exchanged nervous looks.

Finally, the old man introduced himself.

“My name is Wu Chen. Most people call me Old Wu.”

Lin Jie quickly bowed politely.

“Lin Jie.”

Old Wu nodded slowly.

“You truly survived Qinghe Valley alone?”

Lin Jie scratched his cheek awkwardly.

“Well… I mostly just hid inside the hut because of the rain.”

The villagers looked even more shocked.

Because according to local rumors, Qinghe Valley was cursed land.

Spiritual storms constantly descended there.

Wild beasts avoided it.

Even cultivators rarely entered safely.

Yet this strange young man not only survived…

He looked completely fine.

Old Wu eventually shook his head.

“Come. Standing outside won’t solve anything.”

Lin Jie followed him into the village.

Along the way, countless villagers secretly observed him through windows and doorways.

Some looked curious.

Others looked frightened.

Lin Jie noticed the reactions but assumed outsiders were simply rare here.

Old Wu eventually brought him to a small wooden workshop near the center of the village.

The smell of fresh wood filled the air.

Tools hung neatly across the walls while unfinished furniture rested beside worktables.

“You’re a carpenter?” Lin Jie asked.

Old Wu chuckled proudly.

“For forty years.”

Lin Jie smiled slightly.

The atmosphere finally relaxed a little.

Old Wu poured rough tea into two cups before speaking again.

“So. What exactly are you doing in Qinghe Valley?”

Lin Jie hesitated briefly.

Should he explain transmigration?

Probably not.

“I… lost my memories after an accident,” he answered carefully. “I woke up in the mountains yesterday.”

Old Wu studied him silently before nodding.

“You don’t look like a criminal.”

“That’s reassuring.”

The old man laughed loudly.

For the first time, the atmosphere became genuinely friendly.

Lin Jie finally asked the question bothering him most.

“Earlier, everyone mentioned Qinghe Valley being dangerous. Why?”

Old Wu’s expression darkened slightly.

“Cultivators.”

Lin Jie blinked.

“…Cultivators?”

Old Wu stared at him strangely.

“You truly don’t know?”

The old carpenter slowly explained.

This world was ruled by cultivation sects.

Powerful immortals could:

- fly through the skies,

- command spirit beasts,

- split mountains,

- and live for hundreds of years.

Ordinary mortals like Stone Creek Village survived carefully beneath them.

Lin Jie listened silently.

At first, it sounded ridiculous.

Then he remembered:

- the glowing flowers,

- the strange pressure in the mountains,

- the oversized birds,

- and the impossible atmosphere surrounding Qinghe Valley.

Slowly, his expression stiffened.

“…You’re serious.”

Old Wu nodded calmly.

Lin Jie lowered his head and stared at the tea in his hands.

A cultivation world.

A real cultivation world.

He has read many novel and manhua about cultivation in his previous world .

he knows the danger of cultivation world.

Thou, deep in his mind Lin Jie thought to himself.

"if I'm an transmigrated , will i also recieved a powerful system and enjoy beautiful harem" he giggle to himself while thinking the possibility.

He suddenly understood why the villagers looked so afraid.

If immortals truly existed here, then ordinary people were probably incredibly vulnerable.

Old Wu noticed his silence and sighed.

“Don’t worry too much. Powerful cultivators rarely care about villages this small.”

“That somehow isn’t comforting.”

The old man laughed again.

Then Lin Jie noticed something strange nearby.

A wooden cart beside the workshop leaned awkwardly to one side.

“The wheel’s alignment is wrong,” Lin Jie said casually.

Old Wu blinked.

“You can tell from there?”

Lin Jie stood and crouched beside the cart.

One support beam had warped slightly, shifting the axle angle.

“It’s not serious,” he explained. “The balance is uneven.”

Old Wu frowned.

“I’ve tried fixing that thing three times already.”

Lin Jie grabbed a wooden wedge from the floor and adjusted the beam carefully.

Then he tightened the support rope.

The cart immediately straightened perfectly.

Old Wu stared in shock.

“…How?”

Lin Jie looked confused.

“Basic leverage?”

Several nearby villagers had gathered outside the workshop during the repair.

Now they stared at Lin Jie with surprise.

One farmer whispered quietly,

“He fixed it instantly…”

Another villager muttered,

“Maybe he really is a wandering scholar.”

Lin Jie awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s nothing special.”

But Old Wu’s eyes had already changed slightly.

Perhaps this strange young man from Qinghe Valley was not ordinary after all.

Meanwhile, hidden above the village rooftops, a rogue cultivator silently observed everything.

His spiritual senses locked directly onto Lin Jie.

The cultivator frowned.

“No spiritual energy?”

Then he activated a soul inspection technique.

The instant his consciousness touched Lin Jie—

BOOM.

The cultivator’s vision exploded into darkness.

An endless abyss appeared before him.

Silent.

Heavy.

Infinite.

It felt less like observing a human…

And more like staring into sealed heaven itself.

The cultivator coughed blood instantly.

“What… what is that?!”

Terror flooded his face.

He fled immediately without daring to look back.

Below, Lin Jie remained completely unaware.

He simply smiled politely while drinking tea beside Old Wu.

For the first time since arriving in this world…

He finally felt like he might survive here.