Xianxia: I Can Download Full-Rank Capabilities

Chapter 1 :

Xianxia: I Can Download Full-Rank Capabilities

Chapter 1

"Ah, my head hurts!"

Looking around, he saw a courtyard with buckets of water piled up in the corner. There was a large water tank on the right side of the courtyard, and a sturdy bamboo pole leaned against the wall.

Lowering his head, he checked and found that he was wearing a gray maid uniform made of rough cloth, which looked like a traditional costume.

"Where am I? What is this place?"

He muttered to himself.

In an instant, countless images flashed before his eyes.

This is the World of Martial Arts. Have I transmigrated?

The World of Martial Arts is a great game designed by the Huaxia Federation. It is played by players all over the world.

Victor just got a new account not long ago. He had spent a lot of resources to obtain it. Not only did he spend money, but he also had to rely on others.

Who asked him to be so careless with his original account? He was too adventurous with his low-level account which resulted in the death of all his characters and the data he stored was wiped out.

He finally got a new account, but he did not expect that once he lay in the game cabin, he vaguely remembered seeing a huge fire coming towards him and exploding.

An attack?

Victor sorted through the fragmented memories in his mind and was silent for a long time.

She comforted herself in her heart, “Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. I'm not the same person anymore.”

Through his memories, he learned that he was now a serving disciple. His daily mission in the sect was very simple, that of fetching water.

The sect he was in was called the Qingyun Sect, which was one of the top sects in the Martial Arts World.

The sect master of the Qingyun Sect, Zhang Lingren, had many disciples.

Names flashed through his mind.

Song Xiuwen, Yu Mingjie, Zhang Zhenghe, Yu Yang, Mo Hong, Song Yu…

These are all well-known characters mentioned in the guide.

If he could become their disciple, he would be able to live a better life in the future.

Victor silently clenched his fists. He suddenly realized that his hand had also changed, becoming soft. However, they are full of calluses.

"I think I'm only ten years old now."

The treatment towards the Qingyun Clan was not bad. Taking into account the age of the young disciples, they did not have many tasks assigned to them. They only needed to cut a bundle of wood every day and could then proceed to learn the cultivation method from their other senior brothers.

In addition, taking water can also train the body and build a strong foundation.

Just by the thought of learning the cultivation method, Victor's heart was full of energy. Without thinking much, he immediately shrugged his shoulders and began to work.

As long as he finished taking the water, he would be able to learn the technique.

In less than an hour, Victor had filled the water. He was familiar with the path to the lake because of the muscle memory of his body. He subconsciously entered an optimal state of mind and barely made a leak while carrying two buckets of water.

After packing his equipment, Victor took a sip of water and quickly walked out of the courtyard.

The Qingyun Sect was relatively lenient towards the servant disciples. As long as they did not leave the servant hall and did not cause trouble, no one would interfere in their affairs.

After leaving the courtyard, the sight of the Qingyun Sect came into sight.

The mountains stood tall, and the peaks pierced straight into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and fog.

However, to Victor, the most important thing right now was the large square on the peak platform 100 meters to his right.

At this moment, the place was filled with people. Faintly, it appeared that a figure had jumped out from the roof, as if it was unaffected by gravity.

It was a Wind spell, which was also a top-tier spell among all movement spells. It focuses on agility to allow quick movement in all directions, rather than confusing the opponent with a variety of footwork.

“I want to know when I can learn such a technique.”

Victor's eyes were filled with hope as he looked behind the figure. He wondered how he would feel if he used it himself.

Suddenly, a long-locked memory appeared.

It turned out that Victor had been in the Qingyun Sect for three years. He was not a disciple who had just entered the sect, so he had learned some basic techniques.

As if he had intentionally ignored this memory, he quickly traced the memory fragment he had ignored earlier.

Victor's face turned grim.

"Isn't this a fucking scam?"

The disciples who had entered the Qingyun Sect at the same time as him all practiced a mental cultivation method called the Qingyun spell when they had entered the sect.

Most of them had already entered the third grade realm of the unranked realms.

However, his cultivation realm was still stuck in its original place, not evolving like a crawling turtle.

However, his migration may bring some changes now.

Victor immediately took a deep breath and arrived at a large, lush tree. He sat down cross-legged and started cultivating.

"Sighs…"

Fifteen minutes later, Victor let out a heavy sigh, like a deflated rubber ball.

Transmigration does not bring any new changes to this body. A deep sense of helplessness appeared in his heart.

Nothing can change?

Through his memories, he knew that five years from now would be the 300th birthday of Sect Master Zhang Lingren.

In a storyline guide, this is an important aspect of the storyline.

When the time came, all the big sects would come to celebrate the anniversary, but this was only to please the sect master.

The true purpose of these people was to find out the whereabouts of the Lion Warrior King Lei Ao, and their ultimate goal was to obtain the divine weapon, the Heavenly Dragon Saber.

At that time, the big sects would take the opportunity to launch an attack. If one were to go crazy and start killing innocent people, as a servant disciple with the lowest status, he would not even have the ability to resist, and could only wait for death.

At this moment, Victor felt as if he had fallen into a dark forest filled with danger.

As far as ... leave the Qingyun Sect!

Victor firmly rejected this idea.

There were rules and regulations in the sect. If you leave the sect and meet strangers in a bad mood, they will attack and kill you. If you have no sect or background, your death will be in vain.

Therefore, comparatively speaking, it was safer to stay in the Qingyun Sect.

"No, I have to work harder."

Victor's eyes became increasingly determined. He focused and calmed his heart, clearing his mind.

The days passed one after another. In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Other than taking in water every day, Victor would practice mental cultivation methods in his own residence, or he would practice the most basic Qingyun sword techniques in the martial arts hall.

When dawn broke and the others were still lying on their warm beds, he would wake up early to practice.

When the other disciples fell asleep, Victor still dragged his tired body to practice the Qingyun sword technique.

Day and night, he worked tirelessly.

He had trained hard for three months, and he had seen many people who were cunning and lazy, and yet, they would only interfere and get away with it.

Even so, he still could not compare to them.

And the servant disciples who were a little less diligent than him had long been outstanding outer disciples.

Victor deeply felt the malice of the world towards him.

“Yes God, why are you so unfair? You gave me a new life, but you gave me a hard start. I'm not calm!”

Finally, in the middle of the night.

Victor can't sleep well. He got up from his bed and went to the front yard.

He can't take it anymore. He decided to release the negative energy in his heart and take the water. He ran back and forth between the foot of the mountain and the sect.

His eyes were red as the devil. He roared in his heart.

“Great spiritual fluctuations detected. Congratulations to the host for waking up the download system. Do you want to receive a beginner gift bag?

A machine-like notification sounded in Victor's mind.

Viktor. Whahuh? Download system?

"Ah, my head hurts!"

Looking around, he saw a courtyard with buckets of water piled up in the corner. There was a large water tank on the right side of the courtyard, and a sturdy bamboo pole leaned against the wall.

Lowering his head, he checked and found that he was wearing a gray maid uniform made of rough cloth, which looked like a traditional costume.

"Where am I? What is this place?"

He muttered to himself.

In an instant, countless images flashed before his eyes.

This is the World of Martial Arts. Have I transmigrated?

The World of Martial Arts is a great game designed by the Huaxia Federation. It is played by players all over the world.

Victor just got a new account not long ago. He had spent a lot of resources to obtain it. Not only did he spend money, but he also had to rely on others.

Who asked him to be so careless with his original account? He was too adventurous with his low-level account which resulted in the death of all his characters and the data he stored was wiped out.

He finally got a new account, but he did not expect that once he lay in the game cabin, he vaguely remembered seeing a huge fire coming towards him and exploding.

An attack?

Victor sorted through the fragmented memories in his mind and was silent for a long time.

She comforted herself in her heart, “Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. I'm not the same person anymore.”

Through his memories, he learned that he was now a serving disciple. His daily mission in the sect was very simple, that of fetching water.

The sect he was in was called the Qingyun Sect, which was one of the top sects in the Martial Arts World.

The sect master of the Qingyun Sect, Zhang Lingren, had many disciples.

Names flashed through his mind.

Song Xiuwen, Yu Mingjie, Zhang Zhenghe, Yu Yang, Mo Hong, Song Yu…

These are all well-known characters mentioned in the guide.

If he could become their disciple, he would be able to live a better life in the future.

Victor silently clenched his fists. He suddenly realized that his hand had also changed, becoming soft. However, they are full of calluses.

"I think I'm only ten years old now."

The treatment towards the Qingyun Clan was not bad. Taking into account the age of the young disciples, they did not have many tasks assigned to them. They only needed to cut a bundle of wood every day and could then proceed to learn the cultivation method from their other senior brothers.

In addition, taking water can also train the body and build a strong foundation.

Just by the thought of learning the cultivation method, Victor's heart was full of energy. Without thinking much, he immediately shrugged his shoulders and began to work.

As long as he finished taking the water, he would be able to learn the technique.

In less than an hour, Victor had filled the water. He was familiar with the path to the lake because of the muscle memory of his body. He subconsciously entered an optimal state of mind and barely made a leak while carrying two buckets of water.

After packing his equipment, Victor took a sip of water and quickly walked out of the courtyard.

The Qingyun Sect was relatively lenient towards the servant disciples. As long as they did not leave the servant hall and did not cause trouble, no one would interfere in their affairs.

After leaving the courtyard, the sight of the Qingyun Sect came into sight.

The mountains stood tall, and the peaks pierced straight into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and fog.

However, to Victor, the most important thing right now was the large square on the peak platform 100 meters to his right.

At this moment, the place was filled with people. Faintly, it appeared that a figure had jumped out from the roof, as if it was unaffected by gravity.

It was a Wind spell, which was also a top-tier spell among all movement spells. It focuses on agility to allow quick movement in all directions, rather than confusing the opponent with a variety of footwork.

“I want to know when I can learn such a technique.”

Victor's eyes were filled with hope as he looked behind the figure. He wondered how he would feel if he used it himself.

Suddenly, a long-locked memory appeared.

It turned out that Victor had been in the Qingyun Sect for three years. He was not a disciple who had just entered the sect, so he had learned some basic techniques.

As if he had intentionally ignored this memory, he quickly traced the memory fragment he had ignored earlier.

Victor's face turned grim.

"Isn't this a fucking scam?"

The disciples who had entered the Qingyun Sect at the same time as him all practiced a mental cultivation method called the Qingyun spell when they had entered the sect.

Most of them had already entered the third grade realm of the unranked realms.

However, his cultivation realm was still stuck in its original place, not evolving like a crawling turtle.

However, his migration may bring some changes now.

Victor immediately took a deep breath and arrived at a large, lush tree. He sat down cross-legged and started cultivating.

"Sighs…"

Fifteen minutes later, Victor let out a heavy sigh, like a deflated rubber ball.

Transmigration does not bring any new changes to this body. A deep sense of helplessness appeared in his heart.

Nothing can change?

Through his memories, he knew that five years from now would be the 300th birthday of Sect Master Zhang Lingren.

In a storyline guide, this is an important aspect of the storyline.

When the time came, all the big sects would come to celebrate the anniversary, but this was only to please the sect master.

The true purpose of these people was to find out the whereabouts of the Lion Warrior King Lei Ao, and their ultimate goal was to obtain the divine weapon, the Heavenly Dragon Saber.

At that time, the big sects would take the opportunity to launch an attack. If one were to go crazy and start killing innocent people, as a servant disciple with the lowest status, he would not even have the ability to resist, and could only wait for death.

At this moment, Victor felt as if he had fallen into a dark forest filled with danger.

As far as ... leave the Qingyun Sect!

Victor firmly rejected this idea.

There were rules and regulations in the sect. If you leave the sect and meet strangers in a bad mood, they will attack and kill you. If you have no sect or background, your death will be in vain.

Therefore, comparatively speaking, it was safer to stay in the Qingyun Sect.

"No, I have to work harder."

Victor's eyes became increasingly determined. He focused and calmed his heart, clearing his mind.

The days passed one after another. In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Other than taking in water every day, Victor would practice mental cultivation methods in his own residence, or he would practice the most basic Qingyun sword techniques in the martial arts hall.

When dawn broke and the others were still lying on their warm beds, he would wake up early to practice.

When the other disciples fell asleep, Victor still dragged his tired body to practice the Qingyun sword technique.

Day and night, he worked tirelessly.

He had trained hard for three months, and he had seen many people who were cunning and lazy, and yet, they would only interfere and get away with it.

Even so, he still could not compare to them.

And the servant disciples who were a little less diligent than him had long been outstanding outer disciples.

Victor deeply felt the malice of the world towards him.

“Yes God, why are you so unfair? You gave me a new life, but you gave me a hard start. I'm not calm!”

Finally, in the middle of the night.

Victor can't sleep well. He got up from his bed and went to the front yard.

He can't take it anymore. He decided to release the negative energy in his heart and take the water. He ran back and forth between the foot of the mountain and the sect.

His eyes were red as the devil. He roared in his heart.

“Great spiritual fluctuations detected. Congratulations to the host for waking up the download system. Do you want to receive a beginner gift bag?

A machine-like notification sounded in Victor's mind.

Viktor. Whahuh? Download system?