"Wake up, Ye Xia." The young servant lady heard a familiar voice call unto her.
She rubbed her eyes and was stunned to see that her young master was already standing fine and well before her.
"Young Master Chen Yan! You can stand up now?! You are well already!" Ye Xia could not help but exclaim in surprise.
Her young master has been bedridden for 2 nights and 2 days after an unknown poison has struck him down without notice.
Master Chen Dong, Chen Yan's father, sought for every doctor in the city of Fairhaven but ultimately failed to expel the fatal poison out of his son's body.
Because of this, Chen Dong had no choice but to go to the neighboring city of Oceanwall in order to bring a capable healer or perhaps purchase a graded pill concoction to counter the poison.
"Why? Do you find it strange to see me recover from my illness?" Our bored gamer smiled as he saw the plain shock on his servant's face.
"A mere poison is not enough to kill me at all." Clark declared next and went to do what he had planned for the day.
Although our good gamer has no memory whatsoever about the life of the recently dead Chen Yan but his handy system was there to offer him the bits and pieces of what he needed to know.
This much was more than enough to guide him in this particular xianxia world.
"Prepare my breakfast, Ye Xia. I'll return shortly after I go back from the Martial Scriptures Pavilion." Clark left in firm measured steps.
'Why do i feel that Young Master Chen Yan has changed drastically before my eyes?' Ye Xia thought inside and she was most definitely bewildered by this epic transformation.
The usual Young Master Chen Yan was a lewd fat 33 year old man in flashy clothing. But the Chen Yan that graced Ye Xia's eyes was as calm as the darkest and deepest oceans.
To say that Ye Xia was flabbergasted would be absolutely the greatest understatement of her young life.
'I wonder what went wrong? What really happened to my Young Master Chen Yan?' These questions accompanied Ye Xia as she began to heed the orders of her young master.
She cooked and the smell of freshly prepared breakfast began to spread around her in the next few minutes.
* * *
'Hmmm... It seems that cultivators here aren't that blessed the same as my first xianxia world.' Clark noted as he inspected the mix of ugly and beautiful clan members around him.
Almost everyone was wary of him. They were visibly keeping their distance away from our bored gamer and the latter could not help but wonder why this was so.
Alas, such minor things did not at all matter with Clark in the least. He forgot about this curious oddity in the next breaths of his trip. But in his wake, the rumors followed in muted intrigue.
"Look at him! I thought that Chen Yan was already dead!"
"It seems like it's really hard to uproot a bad grass from the ground!"
"Uncle Chen Dong has become dirt poor because of his bastard son!
"Master Chen Dong does not deserve to have a son like Chen Yan at all!"
* * *
"A bit too shabby for my taste. But i guess this will have to do." Clark muttered after he saw his purpose 5 minutes later.
This was a humble building that has already tasted the comings and goings of time. There was a long history on its walls if one only paid attention to the little details.�
Our bored gamer merely smiled as he entered the Martial Scriptures Pavilion of the Chen Clan. It did not take him long to see an old keeper in these sacred halls.
This was the Elder that safeguarded one of the most important places in the clan. The first one in the list was of course the Treasury Pavilion.
'What's his name, Nancy?' Our bored gamer asked towards his unseen ally in the dark.
"His name is Chen Mu, host. A cultivator that has already reached the peak of Spirit Realm." Nancy answered after she finished doing her scan towards the old man.
The poor soul did not even get a hint of the process as he continued sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
'A 10th Stage Expert of the Spirit Realm. Not bad.' Our bored gamer smiled as he took time to study the old man.
He was patient through it all and even ignored his begging belly for sustenance. Clark had been through so much more than mere hunger and famine.
He also took this chance to recall the 10 stages of cultivation realms in this xianxia world. This information was also supplied by no one else but Nancy, the op system cheat.
1. Qi Opening Realm
2. Spirit Realm
3. Core Purity Realm
4. Emperor Realm
5. Sage Realm
6. Origin Realm
7. Monarch Realm
8. Void King Realm
9. Dao Gathering Realm
10. True God Realm
"What do you want, young man?" Elder Chen Mu finally asked after 20 minutes of meticulous cleaning.
He may be old but his patience seemed bottomless in the whole process of tedious sweeping.
"Good morning, Elder Chen Mu! I have come to get a Martial Scripture for a clan disciple who has already reached the 5th Stage of Qi Opening Realm."
Clark merely said and did not even bow to the good Elder of the Family.
That was not in his nature anymore since the hellish torture for untold time has already made him the most stubborn man in existence. His knees were already made out of molten steel.�
There would really be no one else and nothing that could make him prostrate in respect.
Perhaps only Clark's parents back on Earth could possibly achieve this impossible feat and honor.
"Interesting." Elder Chen Mu rubbed his long white beard as he could not sense any essence of Qi from the body of our bored gamer.