The Sect of Sudden Success

The wind howled like a flute player with no talent.

Mountains rolled across the horizon like sleeping dragons. Trees whispered old secrets. Clouds lazily floated below cliff edges. A silver river sparkled in the distance like the heavens had spilled moonlight across the earth.

Atop one such cliff sat a single bamboo hut. And inside it…

> “Where the hell is the Wi-Fi?!”

Zhao Jin slapped the ancient wooden desk in front of him. Dust flew up like it had just woken from a thousand-year nap.

He stared at the object on the table — an **ancient, ornate keyboard**, its keys glowing faintly with what might’ve been spirit energy… or just mold.

“I paid fifty yuan for this at an online auction,” he muttered. “Said ‘Legendary keyboard of the Immortal Sect.’ Thought it was just a collector’s thing!”

The wind blew again. The keys of the keyboard started lighting up... one by one.

**Q… W… E… R…**

> “Oh no no no. I’ve seen enough anime to know where this is going—”

**FLASH.**

Zhao Jin was gone.

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### 🌫️ When he opened his eyes...

Blue skies. Floating peaks. Distant waterfalls that flowed *upward*. Birds that glowed like fireflies. Bamboo that sang when the wind touched them.