"I can't believe this, oh God..."
A very distressed Xuhan was sprawled inside his newly acquired hut which had just undergone a thorough cleaning. It was rather cosy and warm inside, with only a small bed and a low table beside that took up half the space in one of the two rooms while the other room featured a few necessities and cooking utensils for a single person to live by themselves.
At this moment, however, that single occupant of the hut, namely Han Xuhan, didn't look very motivated to live on. He pulled on his hair and moaned in an anguished manner every now and then while reading a thick book he had found on the bedside table.
The cover of the book showed a very impressive title-
The glorious history of the world of cultivation
Han Xuhan was initially very excited after reading the title and realizing that he could get a free and easy introduction to this world so soon. This would be of great help to him if he wanted to avoid potential disasters in the future that usually befalls small fries like himself.
But as he turned each page of the book, his hands shivered and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably. The more he read, the worse his symptoms got. In the end, he threw the book aside and lay lifelssly on his bed while clutching his head.
"Finished, it's all finished. Everything makes sense now. No wonder the elders of the sect were so unfavourable towards reincarnators like me. How is this possible....
Half the historical figures known for incredible feats rivalling the celestials are known to be reincarnated beings who almost always acted oddly. Many of their achievements literally mirror the protagonists of xianxia novels on earth. Some of their biographies even feel like a rip-off of famous webnovels in that genre...
You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.
There is also the fact that many of these historical figures operated in a close-knit group and are rumoured to have shared secrets...
What's more alarming is that the number of apocalyptic events and horrifying dangers that popped up every few years, all of which seem to be tailor-made for the then historical figures...
Is this really an actual world and not a
reflection of all those xianxia novels from his past life in one big clusterfuck...
How can a world like this exist?
What mysteries hid behind this world?
So many protagonist-level characters with secrets which definitely are related to their own cheats....
And there is me ...
Heavens, what have I done to deserve this!
Did any celestial maiden fall in love with my previous incarnation and the heavens became jealous...
Ahh, I must've been too outstanding in my previous life, sigh...is this the fate of the extraordinary, yet powerless folks?"
Wallowing in his misery and narcissism, Xuhan finally managed to convince himself that it was just him being too saintly and outstanding in his previous life that must have attracted the wrath of the heavens.
"Nevertheless, now I need to consider my options at hand. What is the biggest bargaining chip in a xianxia world that can allow me to live peacefully?
Cultivation, a really high level of cultivation!
Then how do I proceed to attain high cultivation without any cheating?
By working hard and relying on my overwhelming knowledge of the tropes of a standard xianxia world! Even though it sounds absolutely unrealistic, I'll find a way to survive, right? I'm not planting flags by speaking these things loudly, right?
Even if the heavens are jealous of my good looks and outstanding charisma, I shall flaunt my ability on their faces and rub some salt in their wounds. Since I'm too smart to simply defy and fight the heavens like an idiotic protagonist, I will simply live the best life possible! As they say, the best revenge is living well. In my previous life, I could only imagine and daydream about cultivation and all sorts of superpowers. But now I can actually become stronger and show off, hahaha..."
Creepy, crazed laughter came from the small hut on the peak of the black sheep mountain as the dark night loomed ominously, black clouds in the sky churning heavily as if in response to the demonic laughter coming from the little hut.