Leialeial

Jin Yahui was living his regular life in good ol' Earth. Until he was hit by Truck-san and was transported to a Wuxia world!!! His golden finger? A music system... that only plays music. ORZ

Watch Jin Yahui as he suffers through old-timey tunes and elevator music in his journey to conquer the world!

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Expect less than 50-word slice of life chapters, and if you're here for a story, then you're at the wrong place. Please kindly find another novel ¯\_(ツ)_/ ¯


Hello! I have stopped writing this book and gone towards completing a serious version. Search for Music System: REWRITTEN for the novel!

Music System in a Cultivation World: What the F*ck?

Junior brother gave me a weird look as I entered the infirmary, a thousand thoughts entering my mind yet none moving past my lips. 


Junior brother was laying down on his infirmary bed, pillow behind his back. A quick scan of the room revealed that he was still the only patient in the room. 


Seriously. They had to make this room smaller. It must be scary at night.


I took a deep breath before I continued further, stumbling my way past the beds. 


How the h*ll can I bring the poison up? Do I just come out and say it? Something like, 'Who do you think poisoned you, junior brother'? 


Yeah... didn't he already suspect me of being a demon cultivator? 


Okay... let's be smart about this. Yeah. It's always better to greet first, questions later. After I had this thought, I stood before his bed, the sunlight from the window above him blinding me. 


"Hey, junior brother," I smiled nervously, my eyes rolling around their sockets. Should I really just come out and say it? 


"What are you doing, senior brother?" his voice was filled with confusion and helplessness. 


Oh yeah! Didn't he say that I had a... hole? In my brain? The f*ck was that about! 


"Junior brother." I turned to look at him, my face devoid of all expression. My eyes drilled holes into his, and I waited a few seconds for him to understand the seriousness of what I was going to say. 


I cleared my throat and began, "I do have a hole in my brain."


Junior brother looked at me, his face frozen for a few seconds. We stared at each other for a few seconds... or well, he stared at me. I was trying my hardest to not squint because of the sun. 


When I finally paid attention, the silence in the room was deafening until junior brother slightly raised himself up and out of his bed, placing his hand on my forehead. I just blinked for a few seconds until junior brother took his hand off of my forehead and glanced at it. "You don't have a fever." He sounded utterly confused. 


"Junior brother!" I swatted his hand away and didn't even bother to hide my glare. This was such a foolproof plan. Why the f*ck was he not getting it! "I really DO have a hole in my brain. It's because of-"


How the h*ll am I supposed to explain this to him!? 


And I still need to explain the whole 'hole in the brain' thing! You aren't helping me! 


I'm really starting to think that you're an actual sentient being. 


Talking to Junior Brother