After traveling to the world of cultivation, I rely on the game system to survive

As soon as Pei Nian opened his eyes, he found himself in a gray void. His spiritual consciousness spread out. This void was truly boundless. There was no temperature, no living creatures or matter. It was empty and desolate, terrifyingly so.

"Huh?" The girl exclaimed softly, her dark eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking a little confused.

In this void, the range of her spiritual sense was expanded several times than usual, which even she herself found a little incredible.

But I don’t know whether this situation is good or bad at the moment.

Since she couldn't figure it out, she could only let it go for the time being. Pei Nianyi was not in a hurry. She summoned Xuan Mo and randomly chose a direction to fly away with the sword.

The man and the sword moved as fast as lightning and disappeared into the sky in an instant. The girl frowned again. She was surprised to find that not only her spiritual awareness had become stronger, but also the speed of her sword-controlling had increased several times.

Pei Nianyi flew aimlessly on her sword. The entire void was stretched and shattered, with strange lights and all sorts of things. She felt as if she vaguely saw something, but also as if she saw nothing.

She calculated that she had been walking for a full twenty-four hours, but she did not feel physically tired, and even her mind was only slightly sleepy. She stopped to rest for a while and then continued on her journey.

After flying for seven days, Pei Nianyi suddenly saw something unusual in a desolate place. There seemed to be someone far away in the northwest direction.

Soon, she adjusted her direction and headed towards the place where there were people.

When she was about to reach that place, her eyebrows moved slightly.

Pei Nianyi suddenly stopped. Having experienced countless trials and wandered between life and death for many years, she had a vague sense of crisis.

Almost at the moment she stopped, she heard a creaking sound from a mechanism, which made her teeth ache.

Pei Nian fixed her eyes on the place where the sound came from. It turned out that the troublesome puppet in Jiuli Palace fell from the sky and appeared in front of her again.

Twelve puppets surrounded her. She looked at these puppets with her eyes wandering. They were different from the puppets she had encountered in Jiuli Palace before.

These twelve puppets are crystal clear, and even their joints are natural without a single gap, just like real people.

These are the sword puppets specially made by Patriarch Xi Huan for the future generations who might appear. He integrated his sword art into these twelve puppets, which can be said to be a great deal of thought. Naturally, these are not the ordinary puppets in the Jiuli Palace.

Of course, Pei Nianyi didn't know about this painstaking effort.

But even if she didn't know, she wouldn't waste such an opportunity.

"Here it comes, here it comes!" The girl raised her eyebrows, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she muttered, "It's like the protagonist of a novel. If you fall off a cliff, you'll get a treasure. If you go through a trial, you'll gain a powerful technique. You'll definitely fight against enemies of higher levels."

Pei Nianyi not only did not waste the precious opportunity, in fact, she enjoyed it.

The kendo puppets were invulnerable to swords and spears and knew no fatigue. The twelve kendo puppets coordinated with the formation and attacked the girl with all their might.

At the beginning, Pei Nianyi could only take the beating. She narrowly avoided the attacks of the sword puppet. Even with the double protection of sword energy and robes, she still suffered a lot of injuries.

The puppets seemed to have developed consciousness and would attack places that were not covered by her robes or sword energy, such as the back of her hands, neck, and even face.

In order to protect his vital parts from serious injuries, Pei Nianyi had to be extremely alert to deal with the sword puppet's wave after wave of attacks.

The girl was extremely serious. There was no time in this void. She didn't know how long she had been fighting. She was already very tired.

But this kind of fatigue is also familiar to her every day. She has practiced sword skills countless times until she can no longer lift her hands.

The sword shadows danced, the sword light and spiritual power spread everywhere, the sound of weapons clashing was very loud, and the desolate space seemed to suddenly come alive.

Patriarch Xi Huan looked at Xie Changan who stayed behind and nodded. This kid had excellent spiritual bones and was born with a sword heart. He also had good character and perseverance. He would definitely achieve something in the future.

Unfortunately--

He has no time left. This remnant of his soul, still surviving till now, can no longer teach him much...

Patriarch Xi Huan's expression changed from initial admiration to regret. He walked up to Xie Changan and handed him a storage ring: "I admire you very much. This is a meeting gift."

The ancient storage ring was held up by Patriarch Xi Huan using his spiritual power and handed to Xie Changan.

Xie Changan was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand hesitantly and took the storage ring.

He knew that this contained the life savings of Patriarch Xi Huan, but he didn't expect that he could get it so easily.

"I know that the current world of cultivation is definitely not as good as it was a thousand years ago. I hope these resources can help you go further." Patriarch Xi Huan looked at Xie Changan with satisfaction. "What we elders have failed to accomplish, you younger generations will have to accomplish."

He sighed deeply, waved his hand again, and dropped a jade slip. He said, "This is my understanding of the way of the sword. Your way is different from mine, but it may be of some inspiration to yours." He paused for a moment, then hesitantly said, "If there is a suitable candidate in the future, please pass on my mantle to me."

Xie Changan took the jade slip and looked at Patriarch Xi Huan with complicated eyes: "Senior, perhaps we can find a magical tool or method to protect the soul."

An inexplicable emotion surged in the heart of Patriarch Xi Huan. Even though he had long been indifferent to life and death, his long-silent heart was still moved when he heard Xie Changan's words.

He smiled with red eyes, "Life and death are determined by fate. When I chose this path, I already took life and death lightly. Moreover, God has been kind to me. Before my soul dissipated, I was able to meet someone to entrust my affairs to." He looked at Xie Changan in front of him with some nostalgia. "The artifact that protects the soul is just a legend. It has never appeared in the world of cultivation, let alone the heaven-defying method to protect the soul."

"But..." Xie Changan still wanted to persuade Patriarch Xi Huan not to give up.

Patriarch Xi Huan closed his eyes, unwilling to say more. He waved his hand reluctantly, "Let's go. I hope you can slay all the evil demons from outside the realm, save the people from danger, and restore peace to the world of cultivation."

Xie Changan's eyes darkened, and he was uncontrollably sent out of this space by Patriarch Xi Huan.