“Beep! Database update complete! Host Ethan Brooks, age 19, mental scale 1, physical strength 1, cultivation rank: Swordsman Level Four, cultivation technique: Yunhai Chaosheng Art.”

“Updating database with information on Gavin Brooks, Logan Foster, and Yvonne Brooks.”

“Beep! According to data read from memory, Swordsman Level Seven, contains unknown energy within the body, unable to analyze, host please provide a sample.”

“Swordsman Level Seven contains unknown energy within the body, using the term from memory: true qi.”

“Beep! Term recorded.”

Swordsman Level Nine is divided as follows: Levels One to Three focus on tempering the body, which is the initial stage of a swordsman’s cultivation. Levels Four to Six involve condensing strength within the body and cultivating internal force, which is the intermediate stage. Levels Seven to Nine, true qi is already formed within the body, and the body is nourished with true qi—this is the advanced stage of swordsman cultivation. As for Great Swordsman, that is when true qi is cultivated to its peak, equivalent to the perfection of the swordsman stage. Once true qi liquefies, one can step into the Swordmaster stage. These are all common knowledge, and Ethan Brooks’s memory has retained this information.

Controlling his own body, Ethan Brooks finally got out of bed, adapted a little, and quickly left his room.

“I was right. Judging from the clothing of those people earlier and the fragmented memories I’ve sorted out, this is a civilization focused on cultivation. The technological level, at most, is equivalent to our world’s era between AD 1000 and 1500.”

Looking at the many buildings, courtyards, pavilions, and gardens before him, all filled with medieval architectural style, even though Ethan Brooks had obtained information from this body’s memories and was mentally prepared, the scene before his eyes still gave him quite a shock.

“A brand new world.”

Taking a deep breath, Ethan Brooks stepped out of his room and officially entered this new world.

Chapter 3: Yunlai Sword Sect

Yunlai Sword Sect covers a vast area. The entire Yunhai Peak, spanning 100,000 square meters, is filled with all kinds of buildings. The courtyard where Ethan Brooks lives is located halfway up the mountain, near the summit. Standing in an open area and looking down the mountain, he could see numerous courtyards, pavilions, and residences, all arranged in an orderly fashion along the mountainside of Yunhai Peak. If packed tightly, more than five thousand people could live here.

In some large courtyards, many people could be seen practicing swordsmanship and training their bodies under the guidance of martial instructors.

However, although there were still some people, compared to the many buildings that could house three or four thousand, it seemed extremely sparse. Even without personally walking through the Yunlai Sword Sect’s complex, the sense of emptiness and desolation was palpable.

“In my memory... there are records about Yunlai Sword Sect. This sect was founded one hundred and sixty years ago by the Yunlai Swordmaster. At its peak, it nearly reached the ranks of first-class sects, with six thousand disciples. Even though it has declined over the past century, it has always hovered at the level of a second-class sect, with more than two thousand disciples. But now...”

With a single glance, Ethan Brooks estimated, based on the presence of people in the sect, that the total number of people...

Was probably less than three hundred.

And that was only by including servants, maids, and other staff.

Setting aside those servants who had nowhere else to go or feared losing their jobs, the actual number of disciples... was probably less than a hundred.

After a brief moment of thought, Ethan Brooks headed toward the main courtyard at the center of Yunlai Sword Sect’s mountain gate.

Whether Yunlai Sword Sect was glorious or not didn’t matter much to him. To him, this sect was just a temporary stop on his way to the peak.

When Ethan Brooks arrived at the main courtyard, he found that the atmosphere here was anything but harmonious.

On a flat area in front of the courtyard, a middle-aged man and two young girls were confronting Yvonne Brooks, whom Ethan Brooks had met once before.

“Did I come at a bad time?”

Ethan Brooks, who only wanted to use Yunlai Sword Sect’s resources to cultivate to Great Swordsman, originally intended to leave for now. However, as soon as he appeared outside the courtyard, a girl of about fifteen or sixteen immediately called out, “The young sect master is here, the young sect master has come out!”

With just a few words, the middle-aged man and the two young girls all turned their attention to Ethan Brooks.

“Young sect master, you should come and take a look. These people are simply too much.”

With everyone watching, it was too late for Ethan Brooks to slip away. He could only step forward and cup his hands, saying, “Yunlai Sword Sect’s Ethan Brooks, may I ask who the three of you are...”

Before Ethan Brooks could finish his greeting, one of the girls, dressed in yellow, immediately covered her mouth and laughed lightly: “So you’re Ethan Brooks? The number one disciple of Yunlai Sword Sect who refused Emily Clark three years ago and was crippled by Emily Clark’s admirer Blake Turner?”

At her words, not only did Yvonne Brooks frown, but even the other girl in white who came with her furrowed her brows.

The girl in white immediately said coldly, “Junior sister Qingxi, mind your manners.”

Although she said this in name, there was no hint of reproach in her tone.

As for making the girl in yellow apologize for what she just said? That was out of the question.

“Emily Clark? Blake Turner?”

The memories Ethan Brooks inherited were too few; there was no information about these two people at all.