Chapter 2: Violet and Sect 1.2

I don't know how I long sat there looking at the bustling streets.

...

I have transmigrated.

"Waaaa..." I'm not crying...the air tastes salty.

...

What should I do?

I once again looked at the mirror, seeing the beautiful figure in the reflection.

Maybe I should just jump down and die...

I shook my head trying to get the negative thoughts to leave me.

Finally, Having enough of the depressing mood. I set off.

Where? I don't know but it is better than staying cooped inside a room with depressing thoughts.

Moreover, I need to gather some information first.

I wore a white robe that was just sitting there on a chair and walked out of the room.

The first thing I noticed after coming out of the room was the room number on the room with bold black letters, 666.

I looked at the adjacent room which had room number 20 which was written in white letters and again looked at my room number.

It was not creepy at all. Yeah, not at all.

The chill that ran down my spine was just cold, right?

I swear if someone is just messing around with me and I walk outside to see a cameraman filming me, I will slap them to the moon.

I hurriedly walked toward the end of the hallway. There was a roster of people occupying different names. However, the last room shown on the roster was 20, not 666.

No clues huh? I sighed in disappointment before starting to walk outside feeling a little nervous.

I rushed out of the place which seems to be an inn and walked along the bustling streets. I looked at a child pestering her mother to buy her candy, and a customer and a shopkeeper bargaining.

I was about to ask a middle-aged man who was walking along the street, but the leering gaze he sent all around my body, creeped me out. Then I remembered my current appearance was quite androgynous, so I hurriedly distanced myself from the man.

Along the way, I felt the gazes of both men and women. I shouldn't have made my character look so good. I regretted my decision right now.

I hurriedly walked away and soon reached a crowd. I approached one of the boys to ask what is going on.

"Excuse me, sir, can you please tell me what is happening here?"

"Who is disturbing..."

The boy turned back and was going to shout at me until he saw my appearance. The frown on his face quickly turned into a smile and he tidied his worn-out clothes.

"Hello! I am Jinzhao. This girl, were you asking about the floating cloud sect recruitment?"

The boy asked in a tone that he felt was quite cool. I was disgusted.

I had specifically chosen this boy because he was wearing poor clothes and was still young so his current strength will not be much different from mine. Even though I hate to admit it, my face was very pretty rather than handsome since I had not developed much so its effect will be much better on boys than girls.

Though I was disgusted, I did not let it show on my face. I smiled and said.

"Yes. I came from a faraway village. I saw that there was a crowd there and became curious. I saw that the brother seemed quite knowledgable and hope to seek answers to quell my curiosity."

My flattery made the boy adopt a proud look on his face as he started to brag.

"You are quite perceptive, girl. Since you have said so much, it will be unfair if I don't answer. One of the ten great sects in the eastern region, the floating cloud sect is holding recruitment for their sect. Why doesn't this girl also join the line?"

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"Thank You, brother. I think I will also take part in the assessment. By the way brother, I am a boy."

After saying that, I ignored the dumbstruck boy and joined the line.

The information I received from the boy was not much but I can basically determine that I am at the starting point of the game. Moreover, it further proved that this is the world based on that game.

I contemplated my limited options and knew that the only choice in front of me was being a cultivator. Since this world is based on a xianxia game, the strength here reigns supreme. And only with cultivation can I protect myself in this world especially, I know that beauty without strength will only lead to disaster.

Obviously, this doesn't have anything to do with my inner chunni...

In the middle of the crowd was an old man who wore a dignified expression as he motioned the boy in front of him to put his hand in the glass ball.

From hearing the murmurs from the people, I knew that the dignified man was the elder of the outer sect of the floating cloud sect.

The elder looked at the boy and said in a stern tone, "Put your hand on the glass ball."

Hearing the stern tone of the elder, I could see the shaking hand of the boy. It must be nerve-racking to know that your future will be decided right now, either you will become a respected cultivator or toil in the mortal world until you die in obscurity.

The boy put his hand on the ball but there was no reaction from the ball.

The dignified elder looked at the boy with an indifferent gaze and said, "No spiritual root. Next!"

As if his whole world was destroyed, the boy returned to the crowd with a blank gaze as a few tears ran down his face.

The crowd did not look surprised by the result. After all, only those extremely few people blessed by heaven and earth, as well as those with extreme luck who could manipulate the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, had the right to enter the immortal cultivation world. This qualification was the spiritual root.

In the five regions, only about one in ten thousand people had spiritual roots and even that is for only the lowest-rank spiritual root. So, unless you are from a cultivation family with your parents being a cultivator, the chances of possessing spiritual roots were very slim.

This fact was also briefly mentioned in the game.

Just as I was going to continue contemplating, the crowd instantly went into an uproar. I looked at the top of the line. A boy was wearing extravagant clothes and wearing an arrogant expression.

The reason the crowd went into uproar was the blue light glowing on the glass ball. This meant that the boy possessed high-grade talent.

The dignified elder also finally smiled and said, "High-grade spiritual root."

The boy put his hand down as he wore an extremely arrogant expression as he smirked.

"As expected of the young master, Xiao Han."The surrounding attendants hurriedly praised the arrogant boy.

"Hmph. This is the least an heir of the Xiao clan should be able to do."

Saying that the arrogant boy waved his arm and went behind the elder.

The crowd began to murmur again, after the appearance of the high-grade spiritual root.

"Xiao clan? One of the four cultivating families of the blue flame city?"

"Xiao Han! I know him, he was called a genius before, so it is true."

"But I thought it was some guy called Xiao tian who was the heir."

"Shh... Don't talk about it. Xiao Tian was supposed to be the heir but his parents suddenly disappeared from the clan a few years ago so his status has declined over the years."

"Moreover, it was found that his spiritual root was damaged, so he is basically a waste now."

Hearing the murmurs, I froze slightly.

Parents disappeared...

Waste...

Most importantly the surname Xiao, the surname that only fits the protagonist.

As I was mulling over my thoughts, there was another uproar in the crowd.

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