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!

...........

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?

"What's that?!" junior brother looked around wildly, his eyes wide and stance defensive. The music from the system magically stayed within a five feet range... but that range just so happens to encompass junior brother. 


I inwardly face palmed. F*ck you, System. 


"Don't worry about it," I walked closer to him, but I could see the muscles in his arm tense the closer I got to him. Oh sh*t. I stopped a foot away from him and then gently... but quickly patted his head as if he were a child. "It's a special cultivator thing." 


"What?" Turning his head towards me, junior brother's eyes were piercing into my own. "What do you mean?" 


"Yeah." Time for the bullsh*tting to begin."I was poisoned." 


Junior brother's face was completely devoid of emotion. It seemed as if his body was made out of ice what with the chill that emanated out of him. "You were... poisoned?" 


I nodded slowly, as if to convince him of the truth of my statement. And it really was true... but not what I was going to say next. "The poison caused this-" I waved my hands around, "to happen."


"What the f*ck are you talking about?" 


Junior brother's eyes widened to the size of quarters. He pointed towards me accusingly. "What are you doing!" 


"It's not me!" I raised my hands up as if to signal peace. "It's my-" f*ck, sh*t, b*tch, d*mn! WhatshouldIsay... Oh I know! "alarm system!" 


'What!?" Junior brother squinted his eyes at me. 


I rattled my head up and down. "Yeah! Ever since I was poisoned... I've-" the f*ck should I say!?! Transformed? Evolved? I'm not a f*cking P*kémon, okay!? 


"Changed! Yeah, I've changed and managed to get this... uh, detection-cultivation-alarm-technique-system thingy?" 


Junior brother nodded slowly before he laid back down. However, his eyes were still squinted and his arms were crossed in front of him. "And?" 


Holy sh*t! It isn't perfect, but if I can just roll with this... "Well, it detects poison. Demon poison." 


A spark of light flashed past junior brother's eyes and he leaned in. "And?" 


System, now's your chance to shut the f*ck up! 


Junior brother's head whipped around, looking at every inch of the infirmary. His eyes were still widened, and, after he had completely scanned the infirmary, his eyes turned towards me. "What did you do?" 


"Nothing." I slowly shook my head and leaned back, gesturing towards junior brother. "The alarm system already warned me of the demon poison. You've been poisoned."


"No sh*t," junior brother grumbled and returned to laying down. "Of course I've been poisoned by a demon. You were there, senior brother." 


"No," I shook my head slowly. "You were poisoned even before this." 


For once. FOR ONCE I agree with you, System. This sh*t really is worth a 'dun dun duuun'. 


Testing a Hypothesis