Chapter 2

"No! The Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique doesn't require internal energy; it is driven by sword intent."

"The stronger the sword intent, the greater the power of the slash."

"Then, with my level of a beginner in a heavenly-grade art, am I strong or weak in the martial world?"

The more Jiang Sishui thought, the tighter his brows knitted; the information he possessed was simply too scarce!

He felt as though he had just transmigrated; apart from the Four Books and Five Classics, he knew nothing and had no understanding of this world whatsoever.

"A scholar is good for nothing"—this saying is not entirely correct, yet it holds some truth.

"I must find a place to gather intelligence; I cannot act like a deaf mute or a blind man."

Jiang Sishui immediately rose and walked out the door.

Stepping over the threshold and standing in the small courtyard, Jiang Sishui lifted his head to gaze at the sky.

In truth, his heart was filled with many questions.

For instance—

Why had an imagined fictional world become real and merged together?

Why had he come here? And why had he obtained something like a "Diary System"?

Was it an accident? Or was some existence in the unseen realm interfering and influencing events?

That he had become a legendary transmigrator and obtained a protagonist's template—was this pure luck? Or was there something special about him?

And so on, and so on; there were many, many such questions.

He could not make sense of any of them.

Yet he also understood that pondering further would yield no results.

Currently, he possessed nothing; the system was his greatest reliance, so naturally, he must utilize it to the fullest extent.

Even if someone was plotting against him, he lacked the ability to resist; it was better to first enjoy himself, devour every benefit within reach, and deal with the future when it arrived.

Besides, perhaps he was overthinking things?

What if he truly was a lucky one?

If, due to baseless suspicions, he abandoned the system and later discovered there had been no schemes or plots whatsoever, it would be too late for regret.

To stop eating for fear of choking would surely make people laugh their teeth off!

"I am too suspicious; worrying about these things now is merely borrowing trouble."

Jiang Sishui murmured this sentence, and suddenly felt his heart and mind open wide, enlightened and clear.

"Get drunk today while there is wine; worry about sorrow tomorrow when sorrow comes. Martial world, here I come! Beauties, here I come!"

(Note 1: In fact, the system harbors no schemes or plots; this story is lighthearted, yet this internal monologue is indispensable.)

(Note 2: This book will not deliberately suppress the protagonist's cultivation realm.)

(Note 3: A new book sets sail; I hope everyone will offer their support with favorites, flowers, and rating votes~)

003. Wang Yuyan Was Stunned After Reading the Diary

What Jiang Sishui did not know was that at the very moment he put pen to paper, diary copies were appearing beside the fairies, saintesses, demonesses, and enchantresses he had mentioned.

Suzhou, Taihu, Manmen Villa.

Wang Yuyan entered her boudoir; having just spent half the day reading martial arts manuals in the library, her mind and spirit were weary, and she only wished to rest properly.

Yet as soon as she reached the bedside, her gaze condensed slightly.

There, upon the exquisite embroidered bed, lay conspicuously a booklet entirely lustrous white like jade.

"What is this...?" Wang Yuyan's eyes revealed puzzlement.

She clearly remembered that before leaving home today, this object had not been on the bed.

"Could it have been sent by Mother?"

Wang Yuyan guessed in her heart while reaching out to pick up the lustrous white booklet.

She saw that conspicuously written across the cover was a line of text—

Jiang Sishui Diary Copy (Wang Yuyan Exclusive).

Wang Yuyan instantly froze.

Diary?

What is a diary? Does it mean a daily record?

Suddenly encountering a new term, Wang Yuyan did not understand its meaning and could only interpret it by breaking down the characters literally.

However, who exactly is Jiang Sishui?

Why would his diary copy appear in her boudoir upon her embroidered bed?

And why was her name written upon it, claiming it was exclusive to her?

Wang Yuyan ran through her memories and confirmed she did not know anyone named Jiang Sishui, which only deepened her confusion.

With her delicate hands turning the pages, she intended to seek answers within this diary.

After merely the opening, Wang Yuyan froze once again.

Awakening memories of a past life?

Transmigration?

Golden Finger?

What in the world are these things!

Wang Yuyan furrowed her moth-like brows, finding it all utterly baffling.

She instinctively felt that this person named Jiang Sishui was spouting nonsense, yet observing that his speech was logical and his sentences clear, he did not seem to have gone mad or suffered from delusions.

Wang Yuyan thus fell into deep contemplation.

Suddenly, her fingers inadvertently touched the two characters "Transmigration" on the page.

Beside those characters, the explanation for "transmigration" immediately appeared.

"Eh?"

Wang Yuyan let out a startled cry, examined it closely, and then suddenly understood.

"So this is transmigration; this person actually claims to come from another world. Could there be many worlds?"

Regarding this, Wang Yuyan found it somewhat incomprehensible.

After all, from childhood until now, under her mother Li Qingluo's supervision, she had never stepped beyond the inner gates.

For a young girl of barely ten who had never even left Mandala Villa, concepts like 'worlds' were far, far too distant.

Shaking her head to dismiss such unverifiable matters, Wang Yuyan touched her fingertip to the three characters "golden finger."

Upon reading the explanation for "golden finger," she finally comprehended: "So that is the meaning; it is not a finger made of gold. Alas, he truly possesses great fortune and luck."

"If my cousin could also have such a 'golden finger,' he should be able to realize his grand wish of restoring his nation, shouldn't he?"

Wang Yuyan heaved a soft sigh, a trace of longing and quiet resentment mingling in her slightly dazed eyes.

When she read Jiang Sishui's claim that this was a comprehensive martial world, even someone as gentle and serene as Wang Yuyan could not help but turn pale with shock.

From the explanations provided in the diary, she already knew what martial arts novels, martial arts dramas, and martial arts films meant.

It was precisely for this reason that she was so shocked.

"This world actually exists within someone else's fantasies? Could I too be fictional?"

Wang Yuyan stood stunned for a moment, then reached out to pinch her own cheek; the sensation was utterly real, containing not a hint of falsity.

"How could that be possible..." Wang Yuyan found it completely unbelievable.

Yet since this diary was so miraculous, she dared not entirely deny it.

"I am a character from 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils'; could this world possibly incorporate so many martial arts works?"

The more Wang Yuyan read, the more alarmed she became, until suddenly she let out a low cry of "Ah!": "Chu Liuxiang! Is that the Bandit Chief Chu Liuxiang? He is actually the protagonist of a storybook tale."

"Northern Dark Divine Art, Wave Subduing Steps, Five Greats Divine Arts... I have never heard of these martial techniques. But since this person dwells on them so much, they must be extremely powerful, right?"

"Cousin committed the foolish act of 'picking up sesame seeds while losing the watermelon'? Nonsense! When has cousin ever..."

Seeing the derogatory remarks about Murong Fu in the diary, Wang Yuyan grew somewhat angry, yet her words of protest halted midway as soon as they left her lips.

Indeed, the Murong family's "Star Shifting and Dou Turning" was infinitely profound, ranking as a great divine art, yet Murong Fu had neglected it, instead devoting his mind to various miscellaneous martial arts.

Was this not picking up sesame seeds while losing the watermelon? What else could it be?

Wang Yuyan was instantly rendered speechless.

"This person actually knows even about such matters; could everything he says be true? Am I truly fictional?"

Shaking her head, Wang Yuyan stopped overthinking and continued reading downward.

"Immortal hero worlds, fantasy worlds, primordial worlds... so higher-level worlds are that terrifying? Could those mythological stories all be real?"

"Eh? He does not know that I can also see the diary?"