I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 1

The originally bright sky was obscured by dark clouds. A destructive force swept through, destroying most of the Wen Dao Sect’s buildings. Many Wen Dao Sect disciples, unable to evade, were affected and collapsed onto the ground, causing the air to fill with a faint scent of blood.

Mo Xiao, who was in secluded cultivation, sensed the turmoil within the heavens and earth. She forcefully halted her breakthrough and emerged. The first thing she saw was injured disciples fallen to the ground.

Mo Xiao frowned, immediately erecting a protective barrier at the center, bringing the injured disciples inside.

“Uncle-Master Yun Mu…” A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of an injured disciple when he saw Mo Xiao. He struggled to speak, “The Demon Race is attacking. Grand Uncle-Master Xuan Min is outnumbered. Please, Uncle-Master, intervene…”

“I understand. You all meditate and heal here.” Mo Xiao pursed her lips, left behind some healing elixirs, and immediately rushed toward the place of confrontation.

At the same time, a woman in a dazzling red dress stood in the air. Her crimson pupils were filled with madness. The sword in her hand was firmly plunged into Xuan Min’s chest. “I’ve told you how many times. I am not your ‘love tribulation.’ Since you intend to use me to overcome your ‘inner demon tribulation,’ I can only strike first.”

The woman in red even twisted the spiritual sword in her hand, causing Xuan Min to vomit even more blood.

【Warning! Warning! World pillar Male Lead is about to die! Please, Host, immediately remedy the situation! Pillar death! World collapse!】A mechanical, electronic voice echoed in the red-robed woman’s sea of consciousness, repeatedly broadcasting the warning.

“Since she’s not here, let it be destroyed. Maybe if it’s destroyed, I can return to the past,” the woman in red completely ignored the System, pulled out the sword, and stabbed Xuan Min again.

Xuan Min could clearly feel his life force rapidly draining away. Realizing he was powerless to turn the situation around, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. “You think you can kill me? It won’t be that easy.”

With that, Xuan Min decisively self-destructed. Even if he died, he would take this rebellious disciple with him; otherwise, he would not rest in peace!

Before Mo Xiao could reach the area where the two were fighting, she noticed a pitch-black rift appear beside her. A powerful suction force surged toward her, swallowing her body. As she lost consciousness, Mo Xiao vaguely saw the scene above: a woman in a red dress looking at her with an expression of complete astonishment…

Instead of death, Mo Xiao was greeted by a very peculiar space after being swallowed by the rift. Inside, a cluster of light calling itself the Heavenly Dao floated before her.

The voice told her that the previous celestial phenomenon was due to the death of the world pillar, causing the Heavenly Dao to collapse and the world to be on the verge of returning to chaos. Because of her half-step ascension status, she had been chosen by the Heavenly Dao and entrusted with the mission of saving the world.

“What if I don’t want to save the world?” Mo Xiao looked up at the light cluster. “By my count, I’ve already lived a very long time. Even if I die now, it’s no loss.” Thirty years in her previous life plus five hundred years in this life—Mo Xiao felt she had lived long enough.

The Heavenly Dao was silent for a moment. “Don’t you want to return to your original world? Haven’t you been diligently cultivating, seeking ascension, precisely because you want to go back?”

Mo Xiao was a little surprised, but quickly composed herself. If this light cluster truly was the Heavenly Dao, it was normal for it to discover her identity as an outsider. “What good is ascension? So much time has passed. Everything has long changed.”

The Heavenly Dao was silent for an even longer time. “As long as you successfully prevent the world from collapsing, after your ascension, I can use the power of the rules to send you back to the time node you desire.”

The time node I desire? Mo Xiao felt a pull. Although she had a very long lifespan here, some moments were a little too bland. If she could go back, perhaps she could…

“Fine, it’s a deal.” Mo Xiao didn’t think for too long before making her decision. “What do I need to do?”

“It’s very simple, you just need to…”

“Senior Sister! Senior Sister! Are you awake?” A familiar voice came through, and Mo Xiao’s consciousness slowly returned.

Mo Xiao stretched out her hand to look. Feeling that she only possessed the Golden Core stage cultivation, she frowned slightly. With this level of cultivation, how far back had she returned?

“Senior Sister, the new batch of disciples for the sect is about to arrive. Do you want to come and see them with us?” While Mo Xiao was contemplating, Yun He’s voice sounded again.

Mo Xiao quickly sorted through her memories. The Wen Dao Sect only recruited disciples every ten years. Coupled with her late-stage Golden Core cultivation, it should be the seventy-eighth year since she transmigrated into the world of the book.

“Alright, wait for me outside for a moment,” Mo Xiao replied. Since she had agreed to the Heavenly Dao, there were some matters she could no longer remain aloof from.

“Okay, Senior Sister! Hurry up! The new disciples will arrive in another two kè [1]!” Hearing Mo Xiao’s agreement, Yun He was very happy. Yun He entered the sect under the same master as Mo Xiao. Although her talent was not as high as Mo Xiao’s, she had also broken through to the Golden Core stage and was one of the standouts among her cohort.

Mo Xiao got out of bed, put on her clothes, cast a cleaning spell on herself, simply tied up her hair, and pushed open the door.

The Wen Dao Sect was one of the five major sects in the cultivation world. Because it almost encompassed all cultivation methods and had three Grand Ancestors in the Mahayana stage guarding the sect, it had an implicit tendency to become the number one orthodox sect.

Mo Xiao transmigrated when she was four years old. The moment she opened her eyes, she heard that her parents had encountered danger in a secret realm, were seriously injured, and subsequently died. Because her parents were Inner Disciples of the Wen Dao Sect, Mo Xiao was raised within the sect from a young age.

At the age of six, Mo Xiao was tested to have the highest-grade Metal Spirit Root, and was immediately taken in as a disciple by Inner Elder Xuan Shuang, who bestowed upon her the designation Yun Mu. Seventy years flashed by. Mo Xiao also transformed from a little radish head with no cultivation into a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, becoming an existence hailed as a genius by many.

Mo Xiao and Yun He walked toward the grand hall together. When people on the road saw Mo Xiao appear, their eyes lit up, and they all stopped to greet her, hoping to leave an impression on her.

“Greetings, Senior Sister!” This was her fellow disciples greeting Mo Xiao.

“Greetings, Senior Sister Yun Mu!” This was ordinary disciples greeting Mo Xiao.

“True Person Yun Mu, your cultivation has deepened again.” This was Outer Disciples showing favor to Mo Xiao.

Aside from her fellow disciples, Mo Xiao had little impression of these people. She only nodded in acknowledgment and continued on her way.

Mo Xiao and Yun He arrived at the grand hall just on time. Seeing that the new disciples had not yet arrived, the two made no fuss and stood directly behind their Master.

“How has your cultivation been recently?” Xuan Shuang turned her head to ask her disciple after she arrived.

“I’ve faintly touched the threshold of breaking through to the late stage, but I always feel like something is missing,” Mo Xiao replied according to her current situation.

“You don’t need to rush your cultivation. If you feel that something is missing, why not go down the mountain for some practical experience? Perhaps you will gain some insight,” Xuan Shuang gently instructed. She was very fond of Mo Xiao as a disciple, which was why she had given her a designation soon after she entered the sect and had continuously monitored her cultivation progress.

“Understood,” Mo Xiao nodded in agreement.

After the Master and disciple spoke for a few moments, the newly recruited disciples were led in one after another by the Outer Elder. They were roughly divided by their tested talents and stood in designated areas, waiting for the Outer Elder to introduce their circumstances.

Mo Xiao’s gaze fell upon the first group of people. She tried hard to recall her scant remaining memories.

Counting her past life, she had lived in this world for several hundred years. Mo Xiao honestly could no longer clearly remember her earliest memories, let alone the so-called plot. If the Heavenly Dao hadn’t told her some things, she would have almost forgotten who the Male and Female Leads of the book were.

If she remembered correctly, the Female Lead should be taken in as a disciple by the Male Lead today, and then the painful romance would begin. So, the question was, what was the Female Lead’s situation right now?

While Mo Xiao was momentarily distracted, a small girl standing at the front was also cautiously surveying her surroundings. Her gaze lingered on Xuan Min for a moment, then, as if sensing something, landed on Mo Xiao.

“The general situation of the new disciples is as I’ve just stated. Elders, if you have anyone you favor, you may begin,” the Outer Elder briefly summarized each person’s situation, then stepped back, yielding the floor to the nine Inner Elders.

“What is your name? Are you willing to take me as your Master?” Xuan Min’s opening quickly drew the attention of most people.

The reason was simple: Xuan Min was notoriously reluctant to take disciples. It had been nearly two hundred years since he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, and he had participated in five or six new disciple recruitments, yet he had not accepted a single one.

Mo Xiao followed Xuan Min’s gaze and saw a little girl in a blue dress. Mutated Ice Spirit Root, eight years old this year. This was the Outer Elder’s introduction just now.

“Thank you for your kindness, Venerable. This disciple is Zuo Wuyi, and this disciple already has a choice for a Master in mind,” Zuo Wuyi said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Mo Xiao froze when she heard the name Zuo Wuyi. Although she couldn’t clearly remember the so-called plot, she did remember the names of the Male and Female Leads. The Male Lead was Xuan Min, that was correct, but wasn’t the Female Lead named Rong Xue? When did she become Zuo Wuyi? Logically speaking, the Male Lead only had one disciple he wanted to accept, and that was the Female Lead.

Wait, what was that name?

Zuo… Zuo Wuyi?

Mo Xiao’s heart clenched. She couldn’t help but shift her gaze to Zuo Wuyi’s face. After carefully scrutinizing her appearance, she let out a slight sigh of relief.

They looked different. It seemed she was overthinking it. It was just a coincidence that the names were the same.

“Who is the Master you have in mind?” Xuan Min frowned, seemingly displeased.

“Venerable Xuan Shuang, Wuyi wishes to take you as her Master!” Zuo Wuyi’s action was also decisive; she immediately knelt toward Xuan Shuang’s position. “Venerable may not remember, but Wuyi dare not forget. If it weren’t for Venerable defeating the demonic beast three years ago, I would certainly not have survived until now. Now that this disciple has fortunately entered the Wen Dao Sect, my only wish is to take Venerable as my Master and serve Venerable!”

[1]  is a traditional Chinese unit of time, historically equal to 1/100 of a day, or 14.4 minutes. In modern context, it often means 15 minutes. So “two is approximately 30 minutes.