Fang Xuan stood outside the hall.
The night wind was cold, fluttering the hem of his robe.
That damned system in his head was still chattering nonstop, notification after notification popping up in his consciousness.
【Ding! Please complete the beginner guidance task as soon as possible: receive one valid “training” action!】
【Ding! Mission reward: Beginner Gift Pack ×1】
【Ding! Target character “Ning Xian” is detected to be in a weakened state and emotionally low. This is the perfect opportunity to execute the task. Please seize it!】
“Shut up,” Fang Xuan said coldly in his mind.
The voice stopped, but the final notification still hovered there, unmoving.
He took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the warm jade bottle in his hand.
Inside was a top-tier healing pill—Nine-Revolution Soul-Restoring Pill—something he had only managed to obtain by using his status as a direct descendant of the Fang family. It was said to regenerate flesh from bone and heal even the soul itself.
The cost was enormous.
But compared to what he was about to do, the price of this pill was practically negligible.
Right now, Fang Xuan had a mission so difficult it bordered on the absurd—
He had to make the person inside, his senior sister Ning Xian, successfully “train” him.
Yes. You read that right.
He had to be trained by his senior sister.
Just thinking about those words made it hard for him to keep the carefully practiced expression on his face—the one that mixed concern with polite distance, the perfect “junior brother” look.
……
This all started two days ago.
That night was pitch-black. Extremely black.
He woke up on an unfamiliar carved bed, only to find a corpse lying beside him—one that looked exactly like him. It nearly scared him to death.
His mind turned into a tangled mess as countless memories that didn’t belong to him flooded in.
A few minutes later, he accepted reality.
He had transmigrated—into a female-lead tragedy novel he had once skimmed through.
Before he could fully process it, a mechanical voice rang out in his mind:
【Ding! Qualified vessel detected. “All-Heavens Training System” activated. Binding host…】
A system? A cheat?
Fang Xuan was instantly overjoyed.
A transmigration with a system—standard configuration. And that name, Training System, sounded powerful as hell.
On top of that, the memories of this body told him he was a direct descendant of the Fang family, one of the top cultivation clans in the world.
Resources. Background. Cheat system.
Perfect start.
Laughing internally, he followed the system’s guidance as a blue-glowing virtual interface appeared before him.
A massive option popped up:
【Please select a binding “target” (once bound, it cannot be changed or removed; valid for life)】
Below it was a search bar and a confirmation button.
Without hesitation, Fang Xuan typed in “Ning Xian.”
If this was a female-lead novel, then obviously he should bind the strongest protagonist.
The interface refreshed, showing her name and a simple illustration—blurred, but unmistakably cold and detached.
That’s her.
Filled with visions of ruling the world alongside the protagonist, he slammed the confirm button.
Future secured.
The binding completed.
Then the system refreshed again, and a completely different message appeared—bolded.
【“Master” — Ning Xian successfully bound!】
【Now, please have “Master” Ning Xian bind the first “training target” for her system.】
Fang Xuan’s smile froze instantly.
“…What?”
Wait.
Something was very wrong.
He finally understood—
The All-Heavens Training System didn’t belong to him.
He wasn’t the master.
Ning Xian was.
Then what was he?
A subordinate? A manager? A servant?!
The first binding target… was the master?!
He hurriedly flipped through the system manual, growing colder with every line.
All system functions and rewards revolved around assisting the master in training others.
His role as host was to find and manage training targets, enjoying minor managerial benefits.
In other words—
He was middle management.
Ning Xian was the boss.
The problem was—
Where was he supposed to find the first training target for Ning Xian?
The beginner mission had a three-month time limit. Fail, and the system would unbind.
Was he supposed to grab a random passerby and say,
“Hey Ning Xian, please train this guy”?
As the countdown ticked away and the rewards beckoned, Fang Xuan clenched his teeth.
When the system urged him once again to bind a training target, he made a decision that betrayed both his ancestors and his dignity.
With trembling focus, he typed his own name into the search bar:
Fang Xuan.
Then, eyes shut, he confirmed.
【Ding! Training Target “Fang Xuan” successfully bound!】
【Beginner mission updated: Please have “Master” Ning Xian successfully perform one valid training action on “Training Target” Fang Xuan. Reward: Beginner Gift Pack ×1】
……
And that was how he came to Qingyun Sect.
Using his family background and talent, he concealed part of his strength and joined as a new disciple.
With abilities far surpassing his peers, he quickly caught the attention of the Sword Peak Master—Ning Xian’s own teacher.
Naturally, he became a direct disciple.
Her legitimate junior brother.
……
Ning Xian was the female lead of this novel.
But this timeline was the most tragic phase before her rebirth.
Anyone who’s read female-lead tragedy novels knows how brutal they can be.
Spirit bones dug out. Cultivation crippled. Betrayal by sect and kin.
And just days ago, following “the plot,” she had been morally coerced by her scheming junior sister and biased master into personally carving out her innate spirit bone, handing it over to someone who did nothing but cry.
Classic.
So now, she should be lying alone in her cold hall, suffering from both unbearable pain and a shattered cultivation base.
And Fang Xuan—
He had come with the pill that could save her life.
To build goodwill.
And maybe—
Just maybe—
Complete that damned beginner mission.
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