[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-13":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: Everyone's an Abstract Meme Lord",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338218,4571,"Chapter 13: Sorrow Has Taken the Shape of the Wuxia World","simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-13",13,"\u003Cp>Several days later, at the back mountain of Jianhugong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A waterfall like a silken ribbon plunged down, its thunderous roar shaking the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the waterfall, a jade-green lake shimmered with ripples, while the Wuliang Jade Wall stood silently by its shore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Jie, clad in a fitted martial robe, held a long sword and trained his swordplay with full concentration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure was agile, his sword moving with his body; each swing sent a whistling rush of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword techniques were sharp—sometimes like a dragon bursting from the sea, swift and overwhelming; sometimes like a spirit snake spitting its tongue, unpredictable and elusive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he moved, sword qi surged in all directions, visible waves of energy spreading outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever it passed, grass and trees along the lake were severed, leaves and branches flying everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lake’s surface rippled in concentric circles from the sword qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some patches of water were even sliced apart, forming brief gaps before swiftly closing again, spraying water in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing a set of Wuliang Sword Art, Luo Jie flicked his wrist and slowly sheathed his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled deeply, then slowly ended his cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps due to the fusion of the wuxia world, the martial power level here far surpassed the original.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his own master, Xin Shuangqing, an obscure minor character, could condense tangible sword qi when wielding his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, it’s terrifyingly beyond human limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because of this, Luo Jie had noticed in recent days that he could tap into forces from other worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could use a little of the ninja techniques from the Naruto world, and a bit of the Little Fire Dragon’s skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Little Fire Dragon’s skills were fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This world seemed to have qi, natural energy, and similar forces, and using them consumed little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But ninja techniques were different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he had no chakra, he could only use internal strength to activate them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did it drain him massively, but the power output was unsatisfactory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like using a small horse to pull a giant cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, whether skill or ninja technique, their forms had changed drastically, transforming into some kind of special true qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sorrow has taken the shape of the wuxia world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, his physical body and spiritual will had transformed to a high degree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after sharing with his counterparts from other worlds, Luo Jie’s internal strength had surged more than threefold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a graceful figure approached from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Ge Guangpei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their relationship was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itachi know my strengths and weaknesses; I know yours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to her, Luo Jie hadn’t gone mad from the boredom of ancient life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This little Ge was a good senior sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She deserved heavy care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Guangpei walked up beside Luo Jie, her eyes soft with tenderness; she gently tugged his sleeve and scolded him with a hint of affection: “Brother, every time Itachi train, Itachi get so absorbed Itachi forget the time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The martial contest is about to begin, everyone’s waiting for Itachi—if Itachi don’t hurry, Itachi’ll miss the big event.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Jie’s lips curled up unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He teased: “Senior sister, I’m immersed in the sword art, trying to improve a bit before the contest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With Itachi here, I feel at ease—I won’t miss anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, his restless hand slid around Ge Guangpei’s waist and gave it a light squeeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oops, habit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Guangpei’s cheeks flushed red; she lightly slapped his hand away and feigned anger: “What time is this, still acting so frivolous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone’s waiting—still fooling around?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her half-resist, half-encouraging demeanor, Luo Jie laughed harder, reached out again to grasp her hand, clenching it tightly, his fingers lightly scratching her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Guangpei sighed and rolled her eyes, leaning close to his ear to whisper: “We’ll talk tonight—first, let’s get the martial contest over with.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Itachi’re talking—I’m wide awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Jie nodded, thoroughly satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Jianhugong, the scene was bustling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial artists from around Wuliang Mountain had packed the place, leaving no space to squeeze through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had all come upon hearing the news that the Eastern and Western Sects of Wuliang Sword Sect were holding another martial contest, eager to witness this grand event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of all, they came to see one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prodigy of Wuliang Sword Sect, the spiritual disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, the future martial alliance leader—Luo Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Luo Jie stood at the front of the Western Sect’s ranks, dressed in a dark blue martial robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was indeed a striking figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This contest was merely a formality to Luo Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could the Eastern Sect possibly harbor any unrealistic hopes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Lord Luo Jie cannot lead the Western Sect to continue ruling Jianhugong, then Wuliang Sword Sect has no reason to exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was no easy man to deal with—he had strength and methods aplenty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside Luo Jie, the Western Sect disciples stood alert and spirited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good. Very spirited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All thanks to Luo Jie’s years of guidance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a clear gong rang out across the arena, signaling the start of the contest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eastern Sect sent out their first disciple—a man who stepped onto the training ground with a long sword, his eyes tinged with nervousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Luo Jie walk calmly onto the field,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Eastern Sect disciple grew even more tense, his whole body trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—I’m fighting Brother Luo?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Won’t I just kneel down mid-fight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Jie, however, remained calm, raising his hand to bow slightly to his opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eastern Sect disciple hurriedly returned the bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial etiquette required exchanging a few compliments before the contest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially among fellow sect members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eastern and Western Sects were one family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Luo Jie had long forgotten the man’s name, he remembered that last time, he’d defeated him in a few moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, as a proper Wuliang Sword disciple, Luo Jie began his praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve long heard Itachi’re the pride of the Eastern Sect—your strength rivals mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eastern Sect disciple, sensing the watching eyes of his peers, quickly waved his hands, too nervous to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m not, I didn’t, don’t say that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he roared and charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuliang Sword Art—engage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure flashed like lightning, his sword whistling as he slashed toward Luo Jie’s vital points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Jie remained unruffled, a faint smile curling at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lightly tapped his foot, activating Lingbo Microsteps; his body moved like a phantom, effortlessly dodging the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he unleashed Wuliang Sword Art—his sword became a nimble, glimmering dragon under the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each thrust carried the terrifying internal strength he had accumulated over years of practicing Beiming Divine Art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strike—five worlds’ martial arts—could it be blocked?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword wind howled, chilling to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Eastern Sect disciple fought desperately, under Luo Jie’s overwhelming assault,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he couldn’t stand his ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His swordplay grew chaotic, his steps unsteady, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his eyes filled with panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Jie thrust his sword forward sharply—a fierce sword qi shot instantly toward his opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eastern Sect disciple had no time to dodge; the qi struck him, sending him flying backward several zhang before crashing heavily to the ground, his sword falling from his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire arena fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s it? Already?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are Itachi kidding us?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, thunderous applause erupted from all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Zimu sat at the upper seat inside the hall, watching Luo Jie on the field, his face showing a hint of helplessness and reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a long sigh and said slowly, \"With Brother Luo present, it seems that for the next several decades, the Western Sect will dominate Jianhugong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Zimu’s voice carried a hint of melancholy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, I went to that village to recruit disciples too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why didn’t I discover Luo Jie as such a promising talent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greatest regret in life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xin Shuangqing sat beside him, watching her prized disciple, a look of satisfaction on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head gently, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pretending to be a master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would she admit she couldn’t even defeat Luo Jie?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1355,"2026-06-20T22:07:49.142Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","16714e40c640ff12fba2c629d699f2ce8590e943b3cb03947af9d14bfe240292","simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-14","simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-12",258,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-cover.jpg"]