I transmigrated to a chaotic world and became the sole player.

The next morning, as soon as V Zhao opened the restrictions on the cave, he saw an uninvited guest standing outside the cave.

This was a young man with a gloomy face, wearing the standard robe of an inner disciple, with a golden cloud pattern embroidered on his chest, indicating that he held a high position within the inner sect. He exuded the aura of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the peak of his cultivation, far surpassing those guys who had collected protection money yesterday.

"You're Huang Zhao?" the gloomy young man asked, his voice hoarse and unsettling.

"Indeed." V Zhao looked at him calmly. "May I ask who this senior brother is?"

"Zhou Long," the gloomy young man introduced himself, "the thirty-seventh in the inner sect."

"So it's Senior Brother Zhou." V Zhao cupped his hands in greeting. "May I ask what guidance Senior Brother Zhou has for me?"

"I dare not presume to offer guidance." Zhou Long's eyes were fixed on Lu Zhao like those of a venomous snake. "I just heard that Junior Brother Huang injured several brothers yesterday after just entering the inner sect, so I came here specifically to see who has such audacity."

"So it was about yesterday." V ​​Zhao smiled. "Those senior brothers wanted to teach me the rules of the inner sect, and I was just cooperating. However, their strength seemed a bit lacking, so I suffered some minor injuries."

"A minor injury?" Zhou Long sneered. "Wang Hu has three broken ribs, and you call that a minor injury?"

"Oh, that was an accident," V Zhao said innocently.

"What a careless mistake." A cold glint flashed in Zhou Long's eyes. "Since that's the case, then I'll teach Junior Brother Huang what the rules of the inner sect are."

"Is Senior Brother Zhou going to teach me manners too?" V Zhao's face revealed a strange smile. "I wonder if Senior Brother Zhou's strength is enough?"

"Whether it's enough or not, you'll know once you try." A powerful aura erupted from Zhou Long's body.

"In that case, please enlighten me, Senior Brother Zhou," V Zhao said calmly, his aura slowly rising.

The two auras collided in mid-air, producing an invisible explosion. The surrounding spiritual energy began to become chaotic.

"This is... Senior Brother Zhou Long? What brings him here?"

"They're here to cause trouble for that newcomer, Huang Zhao."

"This is going to be interesting. Senior Brother Zhou is ranked thirty-seventh among the inner disciples. This Huang Zhao is probably in for some trouble."

The commotion quickly attracted a crowd of disciples who stood at a distance, pointing and whispering.

"It seems Senior Brother Zhou is going to make his move here?" V Zhao glanced at the people around him and said calmly.

"The inner sect rules allow disciples to spar privately, as long as no one dies," Zhou Long sneered. "What, Junior Brother Huang, are you scared?"

"Scared?" V Zhao smiled. "I'm just worried that Senior Brother Zhou might end up like those guys yesterday, accidentally getting a 'minor injury'."

"Sharp tongue and bitching tongue!" Zhou Long roared, a black spear appearing in his hand. "Today, I'll show you what it means to respect your elders!"

"Black Dragon Spear - Break!" Zhou Long thrust out his spear, the tip of which flashed with black light and emitted a sharp whistling sound.

This shot was swift, accurate, and ruthless, aimed straight for Lu Zhao's throat. Clearly, Zhou Long intended to subdue Lu Zhao in one move, giving him no chance to escape.

"Not bad marksmanship," V praised, but his body didn't move an inch.

"Ding!" A crisp sound rang out.

Zhou Long's spear stopped an inch from Lu Zhao's throat, unable to advance any further.

A finger gently touched the tip of the gun.

"What?!" Zhou Long's expression changed drastically. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that shot, he had still used about 80% of his power, and it had been blocked by a single finger?

"Senior Brother Zhou, your gun isn't fast enough," V Zhao said calmly, flicking his finger lightly.

"Buzz—" A strange force came from the tip of the spear, and Zhou Long felt a numbness in his arm, and the spear almost flew out of his hand.

"Retreat!" he shouted, taking several steps back, his face becoming extremely solemn.

"It seems I underestimated you," Zhou Long said in a deep voice.

"Really?" V Zhao smiled. "I think I overestimated you."

"You!" Zhou Long was furious, but he didn't act impulsively again. That move just now had made him realize that this guy who looked like he was only at the late Foundation Establishment stage was definitely no weaker than him.

"Since that's the case, then I'll show you my true strength!" Zhou Long shouted, his aura surging once again.

"Black Dragon Spear Technique - Black Dragon Emerges from the Sea!" The spear in his hand transformed into a giant black dragon, rushing towards Lu Zhao with a world-destroying aura.

"That move is somewhat interesting." V Zhao nodded, but he still didn't draw his sword.

He simply stretched out one hand and gently grasped the black dragon.

"Annihilation - Devour!"

An invisible force surged from his hand, and the imposing black dragon paused in mid-air for a moment before beginning to disintegrate and dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Impossible!" Zhou Long's expression changed drastically. He felt his spiritual power being rapidly devoured and dissolved by a strange force.

"Break!" he shouted, channeling all his spiritual energy to try and break free from that strange power.

"It's no use." V Zhao shook his head and clenched his fist again.

"Pfft—" The black dragon completely disintegrated, turning into countless black specks of light that disappeared without a trace.

"Pfft!" Zhou Long spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper. His natal magic weapon was connected to his mind; with the magic weapon destroyed, he was also severely injured.

"Who...who exactly are you?" Zhou Long stared at Lu Zhao in horror. He was now certain that the person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary inner disciple.

"Me?" V Zhao smiled. "Didn't I already say? I'm Huang Zhao, an ordinary disciple who wants to enter the inner sect."

"An ordinary disciple?" Zhou Long gave a wry smile. "If someone like you is an ordinary disciple, then what are the rest of us?"

"Senior Brother Zhou, you flatter me." V Zhao withdrew his hand. "Now, Senior Brother Zhou, will you still teach me the rules of the inner sect?"

"No... I wouldn't dare." Zhou Long lowered his head. Faced with absolute power, all his arrogance vanished.

"In that case, please leave," V Zhao said calmly.

"Yes, yes." Zhou Long felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly turned to leave. His heart was filled with fear. Just a moment ago, he had truly felt the breath of death.

"Wait." V Zhao's voice came from behind.

"Junior Brother Huang...is there anything else you need?" Zhou Long's body stiffened, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"Go back and tell the person who sent you," V Zhao's voice turned cold. "Don't bother me again, or next time, it won't be as simple as just getting hurt."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely pass it on." Zhou Long nodded hurriedly, then fled in a sorry state.

Watching Zhou Long's retreating figure, a cold glint flashed in V Zhao's eyes.

"Zhao Wuji, is this all you've got? You've disappointed me greatly."

The disciples around were stunned by what they saw.

"Senior Brother Zhou Long... he lost just like that?"

"One move, just one move!"

"Just who is this Huang Zhao?"

"That's terrifying. Never offend him again."

The news quickly spread throughout the entire inner sect. The fact that newcomer Huang Zhao had defeated Zhou Long, ranked thirty-seventh in the inner sect, in a single move shocked everyone.

"Defeat Zhou Long in one move?" Upon hearing this news in Zhao Wuji's cave at Tianji Peak, Zhao Wuji's face turned extremely gloomy.

"Yes," the man in black said respectfully, "Zhou Long said that Huang Zhao's strength is definitely no less than the young master's."

"Not inferior to me?" Zhao Wuji sneered. "He dares to say he's worthy?"

"However..." A hint of seriousness flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, "This Huang Zhao is indeed a problem."

"Young Master, should we..." The man in black made a throat-slitting gesture.

"No rush." ​​Zhao Wuji shook his head. "He's an inner disciple now; we can't openly harm him. However..."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Inner sect missions are very dangerous."

"Young Master means..." The man in black's eyes lit up.

"Go, make the arrangements," Zhao Wuji said coldly. "Give him a 'good' task."

"Understood." The man in black nodded and turned to leave.

"Huang Zhao...no matter if you are Lu Zhao or not, I want you dead!" Zhao Wuji's fingers tapped on the table, making a "thump-thump" sound.

...

Yunxia Peak, Cave No. 36**.

V Zhao sat in the cultivation room, holding a jade slip in his hand. This was the cultivation technique for inner disciples—the "Azure Cloud Technique".

"A mid-grade Xuan-level cultivation technique, not bad." V Zhao glanced at it and put the jade slip away. He already had the "Return to the Void Sword Manual," so this kind of technique was useless to him.

"However, it can be used to deceive others," he muttered to himself.

Just then, a voice came from outside the cave.

"Is Junior Brother Huang there?"

V Zhao stepped out of the cultivation room, opened the restrictions on the cave dwelling, and saw a disciple dressed in a steward's robes standing outside the door.

"I am a steward from the Internal Affairs Hall, my surname is Wang," the steward disciple said. "This is your first inner sect mission."

He handed over a jade pendant.

V Zhao took the jade token, scanned it with his divine sense, and frowned slightly.

"Clearing out the demonic beasts of Black Wind Mountain?" He looked up at the disciple in charge. "Is this an inner disciple's mission?"

"Yes," Deacon Wang nodded. "A group of demonic beasts has recently appeared in Black Wind Mountain, frequently attacking nearby villages. The sect has sent several groups of disciples to exterminate them, but all have failed. Therefore, this mission has been upgraded to the Inner Sect level."

"I see." V Zhao nodded. "When do we depart?"

"Tomorrow morning," Deacon Wang said, "you will be accompanied by three inner disciples."

"Okay, I understand." V Zhao put the jade pendant away.

"Then I won't disturb you any longer." Deacon Wang cupped his hands in greeting, turned, and left.

A cold glint flashed in V Zhao's eyes as he watched Deacon Wang's departing figure.

"Black Wind Mountain...that's a good place. Zhao Wuji, are you planning to attack me there?"

"In that case, I'll play along with you."

He raised his head, looking at the distant Tianji Peak, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.