Chapter 168: High School Student, Villager, Mercenary (Requesting Monthly Votes!)

The first new arrival was very young, about fifteen or sixteen, wearing a high school uniform typical of the 90s generation—outdated and plain.

Aside from his refined features and clean demeanor, he looked no different from an ordinary teenager.

The new arrival seated to his left was also a boy, even younger—no more than ten or eleven—but his attire clearly belonged to ancient times.

Unlike the Wu Xian from the three martial arts worlds, this new arrival seemed destitute, likely starting as a villager; his face was utterly unremarkable, and his world of origin was unknown.

The last new arrival was slightly older, with a noticeable stubble on his chin, probably nearing thirty.

He had sharp eyebrows and starlike eyes, with rugged features—undoubtedly masculine and handsome.

Beyond that, his physique was robust, clad in black leather light armor, with a two-handed greatsword strapped to his back.

In terms of aesthetics alone, this newcomer seemed more like he belonged to a world steeped in Western fantasy than ancient Huaxia; his attire suggested he was either a guard or a mercenary, leaving Wu Xian curious about the origins of his world.

A new arrival meant Wu Xian's power could advance further; though these three newcomers appeared weak—more like lazy fish clinging to stronger legs than true elites—Wu Xian the Reincarnator still held a sliver of hope.

For instance, what if that high school student was a reborn Immortal King? He'd instantly soar to the heavens.

Thinking this, Wu Xian the Reincarnator quickened his pace toward the three, and before he reached them, he heard their conversation.

"So this is how the transmigration works? That lightning that struck me back then—it was multicolored? Turns out it was just waiting for me here… Perfect! That's exactly how it should've struck!"

"Yeah, I thought it was just a regular transmigration and rebirth, never imagined there'd be a surprise like this!"

"By the way, we're the first ones here—do you think any elites came before us? If one was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, we'd hit the jackpot, instantly soaring to the heavens."

"Even if it's not a Great Luo Golden Immortal, I don't need that much ambition—just a Zhe Tian Emperor or a Honghuang True Immortal would do fine. I'm not picky!"

"Me too!"

…

By the end of their talk, their expressions grew dreamy; they swore to forever renounce gambling and drugs, vowed to sleep early and rise late, and aimed to cling to the golden thigh of a Supreme Primordial Dao Sage, living a life of wine pools and meat forests as lazy fish.

Wu Xian the Reincarnator listened for a long while, his head throbbing with exasperation; he cleared his throat loudly to cut off their lazy fantasies of settling in the Peach Garden, and said gravely: "Gentlemen, welcome…"

Before he finished speaking, the three burst into exclamations.

"Huh! There's already a new arrival?"

"What a coincidence! Buddy, which world are you from? Got a Great Luo Golden Immortal title?"

"Enough, enough, don't bombard him with so many weird questions—you'll scare the new guy awake!"

"I… a new arrival?!"

Wu Xian the Reincarnator's lip twitched—he'd already been the protagonist for four hundred thousand words, and now he was the new guy?

Thinking this, he studied the three lazy fish again, feeling utterly drained.

Recalling past newcomers to the mysterious space, aside from the Consuming Star Wu Xian and the Fate-Selected Wu Xian who arrived before him, every other newcomer was lazier than the last—spending all day lying flat or clinging to stronger legs. He began to wonder if all future newcomers would be this insufferable.

Oh, right—recently, with the arrival of the Ancient Martial Wu Xian, they'd picked up a new habit: chasing updates.

They'd grown even more degenerate!

Sighing inwardly, Wu Xian the Reincarnator spared them further words, exchanged memories with each of the three lazy fish, and ended this absurd first meeting.

Through memory and power attribute transmission, the three quickly understood Wu Xian the Reincarnator's origins.

All this time, it turned out he was the one who arrived first—how embarrassing, after they'd acted like seasoned veterans.

"Consuming Star, Black Myth, Infinite Terror, Only One, Dragon Raja, Tang Dynasty, Snow River… Huh?! There's even Classical… cough! So there are already so many versions of me across worlds! If I return now, I'd be invincible."

After swiftly scanning the flood of memories he'd received, the high school–dressed newcomer Wu Xian's expression grew dreamy.

The world the high school Wu Xian came from was ordinary, like the real world of the Infinite World—no one had ever heard of supernatural powers.

But over the past two years, his nation, named Yanhuang, had frequently reported news of ordinary people suddenly awakening supernatural abilities in public, and the frequency kept rising; the high school Wu Xian had even witnessed a few himself.

Since the truth could no longer be hidden, the high authorities of Yanhuang and other nations officially announced that Earth had entered the Era of Spiritual Qi Revival.

They informed the populace that since the revival of spiritual qi began in 1995, only those born after that year had the potential to awaken as superpowered individuals.

The newcomer Wu Xian was unlucky—he was born in late 1994 and transmigrated into this world, spending sixteen full years as an ordinary person; without the mysterious space, he'd likely have remained ordinary forever.

"That's not bad at all. From your memories, your world doesn't seem very powerful—even without using all our abilities, you'd still be a strongman there. No need to worry about your safety."

Wu Xian the Reincarnator patted the high schooler—no, the Spiritual Qi Wu Xian—on the shoulder, then glanced at his uniform and teased:

"So your most important task now is to study hard and make progress every day—aim for a good university. That's the real thing."

Spiritual Qi Wu Xian rolled his eyes, thinking: Before I got the cheat, I had to go to school; now that I've got the cheat, I still have to go to school? What's the point of this cheat?

But upon reflection, it made sense—if he became famous in the supernatural world and someone dug up his background, only to find he still had only a high school diploma, would he even have any face left? He'd collapse instantly.

Fine! Looks like I'll have to go back to school after all—become the strongest high school student in history.

Remembering the campus power-fantasy novels he'd read before, Spiritual Qi Wu Xian suddenly felt wide awake, straightening his posture, feeling as if his nonexistent red scarf had grown brighter.

Now, the second newcomer, dressed as a villager—according to his shared memories, his world was a fictional era, but his hometown made Wu Xian the Reincarnator pause in surprise:

Lizi Town, Mud Bottle Alley, childhood friend named Chen Anping.

This is Jianlai… no, the Jianlai world!

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