Sole Cloud Flying Cave

Cui Heng was transmigrated to another world and the system told him that the new world he was in was a high-grade Xianxia world.
It was a world where Celestial Kings soared the sky and terrifying monsters ruled the lands. The strong would destroy a planet if their mood was bad and Cui Heng trembled in fear when he learned of how scary the new world was.
Thankfully, the system had granted him the protection that last for 300 years. As long as he remained in the safety zone, he would not receive any damage.
With his safety secured, he began his cultivation training for the next 300 years.
Throughout the years as he trained, some people entered his safety zone by mistake.
There was a peasant who was once a monk and a beggar. Despite that, he still had the dream of bringing peace to the land and saving the lives of millions.
There was a noble who was once called the once-in-a-million-year genius. Yet, luck wasn't at his side and his talent fell and was laughed at by others for years.
There was a princess whose only wish was to find her older brother. She could've become a celestial but decided to remain in the human realm to wait for her brother's return.
There was a weak lady who was plagued with illness from birth but had the goal of adventuring and helping the poor and weak.
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Cui Heng befriended these people and even gave them a few pointers before they left.
300 years later, when the protection period had ended, he had finally mastered the Golden Core. Even then, he was still reluctant to go to the outside world.
But when he did, he realized that the world was merely a world of Wuxia.

Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

"Hahaha! It's good that Governor Ren has agreed!" Wei Xiong laughed heartily and took the initiative to raise his wine glass. "Come, let this old man toast you."

"Alright!" Ren Yuankui nodded heavily and raised his wine glass as well. "In the future, I'll have to trouble you to take care of me. Please also help me to say a few good words in front of Governor Shen."

"Of course. There's no problem." Wei Xiong drank the wine in one gulp and smiled comfortably.

After all, as the State Overseer of the Prime Minister's state, it was almost equivalent to him obtaining the taxes of Fengzhou. It was obvious how many resources could be allocated at will.

"Then I'll have to trouble you not to raise it anymore." Ren Yuankui toasted Wei Xiong again and pretended to be bitter. "I'm really so poor this time."

This Is All a Conspiracy of the Daoyi Palace