Pain was the first thing Lin Chen felt.
It was not the ordinary kind of pain that came from fatigue or injury. It was as if every bone in his body was being crushed and reforged, every nerve screaming as memories that were not his own surged through his consciousness like a violent tide.
He felt himself falling.
Falling into another life.
Lin Chen opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was a cracked wooden ceiling with spider webs clinging to the corners. A faint smell of mold and old wood filled the air. Outside, he heard birds chirping and distant shouts that sounded nothing like modern city noise.
He sat up abruptly.
This isn't my room.
The last thing he remembered was lying in bed scrolling through cultivation novels on his phone, laughing at overpowered protagonists who gained ridiculous systems and dominated entire worlds.
Now, he was inside one.
A flood of foreign memories crashed into his mind.
Azure Cloud Sect.
Outer disciples, inner disciples, elders, sect masters.
Spiritual roots, Qi, pills, beasts, treasures.
And a young man named Lin Chen—an outer disciple of Azure Cloud Sect, ranked among the lowest, mocked as trash, bullied daily, and considered hopeless.
He clenched his fists.
"I… transmigrated?"
The realization should have terrified him. Instead, a strange excitement filled his heart.
He had always found modern life dull. Endless routines, rules, responsibilities. Here, power decided everything.
A world where strength meant freedom.
He liked that.
He staggered toward a cracked bronze mirror leaning against the wall.
The reflection was of a pale, thin youth with messy black hair and sharp but tired eyes. His cheeks were sunken, his body weak, his posture slightly hunched.
This body had been bullied, underfed, and hopeless.
According to the memories, the original Lin Chen had joined Azure Cloud Sect five years ago, dreaming of immortality. But he possessed a Low-Grade Five Element Mixed Spiritual Root, the worst possible talent.
Five years.
Zero progress.
While others reached Qi Refining Layer 3 or 4, he remained a mortal.
Even dogs cultivated faster.
He laughed softly.
"So I'm trash."
But the laughter was not bitter.
It was amused.
"Trash… with memories of a future god."
Just as he was absorbing everything, a cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding!]
[Transmigration confirmed.]
[Divine Farming System binding to host…]
Lin Chen froze.
Then his heart raced.
System.
The legendary cheat of transmigrators.
A translucent blue interface appeared before his eyes like a hologram.
Host: Lin Chen]
[Cultivation Level: None (Mortal)]
[Spiritual Root: Low-Grade Five Element Mixed Root]
[Status: Trash]
He raised an eyebrow.
"Even the system thinks I'm trash?"
System Modules Unlocked]
1. Spirit Farm Space
A pocket dimension for growing spiritual crops and herbs
Time Flow: 10x faster than the outside world
2. Beast Rearing Space
Raise spirit beasts, mutate bloodlines, enhance loyalty
Growth acceleration enabled
3. Divine Store
Exchange points for cultivation techniques, pills, weapons, treasures, bloodlines
Initial Points: 100
Lin Chen stared silently.
Then he laughed.
A calm, arrogant laugh.
"So I can farm immortality itself."
If this was real, then talent, background, sect resources—none of that mattered anymore.
He had something better.
A system that could grow heaven.
He opened the Divine Store.
[Divine Store – Beginner Section]
Basic Body Refinement Technique – 50 points
Spirit Root Purification Pill – 80 points
Low-Grade Spirit Sword – 30 points
Basic Alchemy Knowledge Scroll – 40 points
Basic Beast Taming Contract – 40 points
Spirit Herb Seed Pack – 20 points
He didn't hesitate.
He wasn't the type to save resources out of fear.
Power delayed was power denied.
"Purchase Body Refinement Technique and Alchemy Knowledge Scroll."
[50 points deducted]
[40 points deducted]
Instantly, a torrent of knowledge flooded his mind.
Meridians. Dantian. Qi circulation. Flesh forging. Bone strengthening.
Herb classification. Pill refining. Furnace control. Impurity extraction.
He felt like he had studied for decades in an instant.
He exhaled slowly.
"So this is what geniuses feel like."
He sat cross-legged on the cold wooden floor and activated the Body Refinement Technique.
His blood began to boil.
His muscles tightened.
His bones creaked like old wood snapping under pressure.
Impurities were forced out of his pores as thick black sludge that smelled like rot.
He clenched his teeth.
Pain meant improvement.
After an hour, he collapsed on the floor, drenched in sweat.
But when he stood up, his body felt different.
Stronger.
Sharper.
He punched the wooden wall.
Bang!
Cracks spread across the wood.
He stared at his fist, then smirked.
"So this is cultivation."
Ding!] Newbie Mission Triggered.
Mission: Enter Spirit Farm Space and plant your first Spirit Herb.
Reward: 50 points + Beginner Spirit Herb Seed Pack.
Lin Chen focused.
"Enter Spirit Farm Space."
The world blurred.
He found himself standing in an endless field of black fertile soil under a golden sky. A crystal-clear river flowed gently across the land, and the air was thick with spiritual Qi.
He inhaled.
It felt like breathing pure energy.
Time flowed ten times faster here.
He opened his inventory and took out a seed pack.
He planted the seeds.
Almost instantly, sprouts emerged.
Leaves grew.
Buds formed.
Within minutes, fully grown Spirit Herbs shimmered with faint light.
Lin Chen's pupils shrank.
"This… is broken."
Cultivators fought for decades for these herbs.
He could grow them like vegetables.
He laughed quietly.
"Alchemy. Beast feeding. Cultivation resources… I will never lack anything."
He returned to his room.
Night had fallen.
He lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling.
He was no longer a normal person.
He was no longer trash.
He was a cultivator with a divine system.
But he did not feel gratitude.
He felt ambition.
In this world, sects ruled, clans ruled, and strength ruled.
He would not be a low-key nobody.
But he would not be a foolish loud young master either.
He would grow.
He would calculate.
And when the time came, he would stand above all.
He closed his eyes.
"This world… will remember my name."