One person: I, Daoist Master, am a cultivator of immortality!

Judging by the time, Sun Yao had been in this world for over five minutes. He had inexplicably arrived in this world five minutes ago, but he quickly discovered the crucial reason for his arrival: the ancient ring with the Taotie pattern on his hand. His actions on the day he mysteriously arrived in this world were essentially the same as usual, the only difference being that he had found this bronze ring at the antique market.

The seller told him it was from the previous week, but he told the seller it was from last week. The two argued for about twenty or thirty minutes before the seller finally relented and sold it to him for one hundred yuan.

Immediately afterwards, on his way home wearing the ring, he mysteriously arrived in this world. Perhaps there were some unusual signs, but Sun Yao didn't notice anything. As he walked, he felt a flash of golden light, and then everything went black before his eyes, and he was in this world.

However, in this world, everything about him changed except for his name. After arriving in this world, everything about him underwent a dramatic transformation. His body, originally that of a 27-year-old, shrunk to that of a 13-year-old. The only things that remained unchanged were perhaps the ancient bronze ring he wore on his hand, and of course, his slightly oversized clothes.

Before Sun Yao could even react with surprise, he hurriedly reached into his pocket to retrieve his phone, only to find it empty.

However, in that instant of slight panic, a gust of foul wind ruffled his hair. His body froze instantly, too afraid to make the slightest movement. He held his breath, but his heart was pounding faster than ever.

He didn't know where he was, but judging from the surrounding deep mountains and forests, he knew there must be ferocious wild beasts lurking around. The wisp of wind that had just ruffled his hair carried the stench of blood, and a wild beast that could very well endanger his life was right behind him.

Sun Yao was kneeling, his hands still touching his sides as he reached into his pockets. He slowly withdrew his hands, careful not to make any sudden movements. Perhaps his actions didn't scare the beast behind him, so he wasn't attacked.

He slowly placed his hand on the ground, grabbed a handful of ashes, and clenched it tightly in his hand. At this moment, he didn't have time to think about why there was ashes beneath him. With a twist of his body, he scattered the ashes behind him.

Then he heard a roar, and when he turned around, he realized that there was a tiger behind him.

Upon realizing it was a tiger, Sun Yao turned and ran. Although the two handfuls of ashes had blinded the tiger, its sense of smell was still excellent. Right now, the tiger was disoriented by the blinding ashes; once it recovered, it would be able to locate him by smell, ultimately leading to Sun Yao's demise.

Sun Yao hurriedly quickened his pace, trying to escape the tiger, but misfortune never comes singly. Before he had run 20 steps, the tiger had recovered. The first thing the tiger did upon recovering was to seek revenge; it roared and charged at Sun Yao.

In a moment of quick thinking, Sun Yao grabbed a thick, fallen branch and curled up under the roots of a towering tree. He tucked the branch under his armpit, so the tiger could only smell him but couldn't see him. Now he could only gamble—gamble that the tiger would pounce on him, gamble that the tiger would act on instinct.

If the tiger attacks him, he will survive. If the tiger doesn't do so, it only means he was destined to die.

At this moment, Sun Yao had nothing left; he could only gamble with fate. Winning might be the beginning of his glorious life, while losing would mean his death and the end of his life.

With a whooshing sound, the tiger pounced straight at him. At that moment, Sun Yao thought, "I won the bet." But the next second, Sun Yao's heart sank.

The tree branch did indeed help him fend off the tiger, but because the tiger was truly blind, its pounce was incredibly powerful. The branch pierced the tiger's right shoulder, completely severing its right forearm. However, despite losing its arm, the tiger's body fell towards Sun Yao. If it had landed on top of Sun Yao, even severely wounded, it would have easily killed him.

However, at this critical moment, a deep voice came from above his head.

"You beast, stop hurting people!" This was the last thing Sun Yao remembered. The next second, he saw a towering pillar of fire descend from the sky, burning the entire tiger to ashes.

"Uh, cough cough, where am I?"

Sun Yao struggled to get out of bed and found himself in an antique-style room. It looked like a building from the Ming and Qing dynasties, more like an inn than a grand mansion. After all, the small courtyard looking out from the entrance didn't resemble the structure of a large, prestigious residence.

"Hey, you're awake, kid." What came into Sun Yao's view was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, holding a bowl of congee in his hand. It seemed that the bowl of congee was prepared for him.

"Um, hello, where am I?"

"Hmm, young man, you're quite polite, like a scholar. It's a pity that in this chaotic world, scholars have lost the imperial examinations and have no future. This is the Huode Sect of Sichuan. Yesterday, on my way to a banquet with my apprentice, I saw you fighting the tiger and rescued you. I see you have good talent. How about becoming my disciple? In this world, you need a skill or two to avoid being bullied or persecuted. Learn martial arts with me; you won't suffer losses or be cheated." Unfortunately, his expression was like that of an old swindler, his demeanor somewhat obsequious.

"Huo De Sect?" This wasn't the first time Sun Yao had heard this name. As for where he last heard it, it was from the anime "Under One Person" that he had watched before.

"That's right, it's the Fire Virtue Sect. Our Fire Virtue Sect teaches how to transform qi into fire. Once you learn our Fire Virtue Sect's skills, you can easily create raging flames that can scorch the heavens. Don't believe me? Think about how I dealt with the tiger that pounced on you back then."

Upon hearing the man's words, Sun Yaocai recalled the terrifying scene he had experienced the day before. That towering pillar of fire had reduced the tiger to ashes, which gave him an idea of ​​just how high the temperature of that pillar of fire must have been.

"You mean you caused that pillar of fire yesterday?"

"That's right, look if you don't believe me." As he spoke, the man turned his palm up, and a ball of blazing fire appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"Alright, I'll become a disciple of the Fire Virtue Sect!"