Blank—

  Yes, it was blank. The first thing that came to my mind after seeing an unfamiliar ceiling when I woke up was- nothing. In fact I was too surprised at first, who would not when you sleep in a run down apartment at night and wake up to find yourself in a big majestic bed inside a cave dwelling(?).

  A weird combination , at the very best.

  I shook my head as reality ,along with the ever present fear crept in. I shuddered but before I panicked my head throbbed as new memories filled it all the while I clutched it in pain.

  "Aarrrgh..."

  It was the final one that hit me and I rolled on the bed alomost causing the cave to sink in.

  *Huff**huff*

  I wiped my sweat with my hand as I gathered myself again.

  " I am Zhao wu... no I am Trace, orphaned at 12 and living an average life till 34."

  I shook my head as I finally understood from my new memories-

  'F@#!'

  I transmigrated.

  To a cultivation world at that, apparently in the body of this Zhao Wulin, a rouge cultivator in the peak nascent soul realm at the age of 21. Quite a genius , at least according to the memories but he had arrogance which knew no bounds, having offended many which led to him being poisoned and subsequently his death.

  'Shit, I wanna go back.'

  Even if not a lot, I had worked very hard to accomplish what I had on Earth and I had no intention of leaving my previous life behind. ...I don't think I have a choice though.

  Just as I was musing on my thoughts-

  [...]

  [...]

  [Locating...]

  [Location found: plane HB67798]

  [Initializing....]

  [Initialization complete. Loading status]

  [ Name: Zhao Wulin                                Affiliation: None                                 Bloodline:????                                  Physique: None                                 Soul Constitution: None                              Age:21    Fate: High cannon fodder

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  Title: Masked bastard(common)                           SP:100                                     Random box: 1

  Roots: Dark(100%)                                  Arts:

  Unholy darkness:                                 Weak                                     Comprehension: Intermediate                           -----

  Techniques:

  Sword of darkness( trash, mastered comprehension)                   Claw of darkness(trash, mastered comprehension)                    Domain of darkness(better than trash, intermediate comprehension)]

  [ Searching methods of survival...]

  [ Quest initiated: Disciple                               Remark: You are too weak, accept a disciple with high potential so as to survive]

  Zhao Wulin:....

  *sigh*

  " Yeah its like this isn't it."

  I expected a system truthfully but what the hell is with 'high cannon fodder' and 'better than trash'?

  Heck, is that even a classification!

  And what ' masked bas-' no wait it's fine in a way.

  This man was too handsome actually , dark purple hair and voilet eyes with a chisled face and muscular body, it was kind of unique in the cultivation world.

  So unique in fact that this guy was almost rap*d by an old pervert in unity realm . He was able to save his virginity and run away somehow but always kept his mask on from that time.

  *shudder*

  I got chills when I saw that memory. Huu... better to forget- better to forget.

  Getting up , I began to prepare for I had an idea to where the MC might be.

  Damn it. Let's just hope its not a generic cultivation world.

  I thought as I executed those familiar yet unfamiliar movements and flew out from the cave.

  ' I will definitely survive.'