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"The enlightened ones are cherished by heaven and earth, revered by all, capable of ascending the highest heavens..."
On a sweltering summer day, the training grounds of the Only My Sect were filled with outer disciples, gathered to listen to the elder’s address.
Under the shade of a nearby tree, Wang Ran lounged against the trunk, a blade of grass between his lips, quietly observing the scene.
"Enlightenment, enlightenment, always enlightenment," he sighed deeply, gazing up at the clouds drifting overhead, unable to suppress his feelings.
"To think I, Wang Ran, was the top scorer in the national exams, a basketball prodigy, the strongest king in League of Legends, and now, after crossing to this world, am so downcast, unable even to grasp the basics of enlightenment."
"Why must the heavens treat me so? Is it just because I’m handsome?"
"I’m allowed to cultivate, yet denied even a shred of comprehension, and to make matters worse, they place an exceptionally gifted childhood friend beside me, just to highlight my shortcomings—what a joke!"
"Where are the promised benefits for transmigrators? Where is my chance to show off and soar?"
"This is outright consumer fraud!"
The more Wang Ran thought about it, the angrier he felt.
Yes, he was a transmigrator.
As a promising youth of the twenty-first century, he accepted his new reality quickly and lived without a care for eleven years.
Here, as in the novels and films he’d known, martial p