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One person: Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei, who has mastered the Golden Light Mantra to its fullest level.
Author: Please Call Me Pig Brother
Synopsis: [Under One Person Prequel] [The Growth Story of the Old Celestial Master] [The Secrets of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley]
He transmigrated into the world of "Under One Person" and became the last disciple of the Celestial Master, cultivating alongside Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi.
With the Golden Light Mantra in his left hand and the Yang Five Thunders in his right, he starts with formidable combat power!
In public, he is a well-behaved and sensible junior brother.
Behind closed doors, he clocks in and out, decisive and ruthless!
One punch crippled the genius of the Lü family, and one move suppressed the Quanxing demon!
……
Zhang Zhiwei: "My junior brother has a rather sinister air about him!"
The old Celestial Master exclaimed, "This child's talent is terrifying!"
……
His goal was to reach the summit before the Jia Shen Rebellion and sweep away all those who dared to defy him!
Chapter 1 Facing a Desperate Situation, Seeking Help from the Celestial Master
During the Republican era, in Jiangxi province.
Zhangjia Village is located at the foot of Longhu Mountain.
The thick, viscous smell of blood filled the nasal cavity, almost making one faint.
Zhang Yunyuan huddled beneath his mother's cold, stiff body, his small frame completely covered, shivering like a fledgling bird that had lost its nest in a storm.
A few days ago, he stayed up all night watching the anime "Under One Person". When he woke up, he found himself reborn in this world as a five-year-old child with the same name and innate Qi.
He was slowly adapting to this era, but reality dealt him the heaviest blow.
In times of chaos, human life is as worthless as grass.
A gang of bandits roamed the area, looting and plundering, and many villagers perished under their blades.
His parents were not spared either.
"Damn it, this poor bastard's family really doesn't have a single bit of oil in their pocket!"
"Brother, we've searched everything, and all we found were a few pieces of silver!"
Outside came the bandits' crude curses and the loud noise of ransacking.
Creak, creak...
The footsteps grew louder as they approached, each one like a heavy hammer blow to Zhang Yunyuan's young heart.
Fear overwhelmed him like an icy tide, making it hard for him to breathe.
He bit his hand hard, trying not to make a sound, until the taste of blood filled his mouth, mingling with the metallic smell of the outside world, giving rise to a deeper despair.
"Hmm? There seems to be some movement under this woman's body?"
A rough voice sounded from above, tinged with doubt.
Zhang Yunyuan's blood froze instantly.
A dirty hand, stained with blood and mud, reached out and roughly grabbed the mother's shoulder, preparing to pry the body open.
Zhang Yunyuan closed his eyes in despair.
However, the expected death did not come.
The whole world suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
There were no more curses, no more footsteps, and even the sound of the wind disappeared.
An indescribable sense of oppression enveloped the entire dilapidated courtyard.
Zhang Yunyuan trembled as he cautiously opened one eye.
A frail, yet impeccably clean hand gently pressed down on the filthy hand that was about to uncover the corpse.
Looking up from that hand, you see an old man wearing a worn-out Taoist robe.
His hair and beard were all white, and his face was thin. He was standing there, yet he seemed out of place in the entire space, as if he were a part of this world.
He just stood there quietly, doing nothing.
But the dozen or so bandits who had been fierce and madmen just moments before now seemed like puppets whose bones and souls had been instantly removed, collapsing to the ground silently one by one.
The old man didn't even glance at the bandits; he simply lowered his head, his gaze piercing through the gap between his mother's body and the ground, landing on Zhang Yunyuan.
His eyes were calm and deep, as if they contained the stars of the universe.
A soft sigh, as if traversing through the ages.
The old man moved the body aside and looked at the child who had survived in the pool of blood, trembling all over but clenching his teeth, his eyes filled with fear and stubbornness.
"He had extraordinary talent, but it's a pity he suffered such an fate."
He extended his hand, his voice calm, "Come with me."
Zhang Yunyuan looked at the hand reaching out to him, hesitated for a moment, and finally used all his strength to grab it.
Just as Zhang Yunyuan was picked up by the old man and left this hell on earth, a cold, mechanical voice rang in his mind.
[Host detected to have escaped death, strong will to survive, meets binding conditions.]
[The attendance tracking system is officially activated!]
[Checking in at famous locations, special energy fields, or key plot points will earn you generous rewards.]
[Note: You only have one chance to check in each month, and you cannot check in at the same location twice.]
Longhu Mountain is the ancestral home of Taoism.
The mountain road winds its way through the clouds and mist.
Zhang Yunyuan remained silent the whole way, letting the old man hold his little hand.
He has accepted the reality of his transmigration and acquisition of the system.
But who exactly was this old Taoist priest who saved him?
Along the way, Taoist priests dressed in robes appeared one after another. When they saw the old man, they all stopped immediately, bowed at a ninety-degree angle, and were extremely respectful.
"Grand Uncle-Master!"
The repeated respectful addresses filled Zhang Yunyuan with even greater awe.
Grandmaster? Great-Grandmaster Uncle?
This seniority is frighteningly high!
They continued until they passed through layers of palaces and arrived at the most magnificent and imposing main hall of the "Celestial Master's Mansion".
Inside the hall, a dozen or so highly skilled disciples with composed auras were waiting.
Among the leaders, one had a calm expression, yet exuded an air of disdain; another had an honest face, but exceptionally clear eyes; and the third had an untamed and unrestrained spirit between his brows.
Upon seeing the old man lead Zhang Yunyuan in, everyone bowed in unison, their voices booming like bells.
"Welcome back to the mountain, Master!"
Zhang Yunyuan's mind went blank.
He suddenly looked up at the old man beside him, then glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar faces in the hall.
Zhang Zhiwei! Tian Jinzhong! Zhang Huaiyi!
So... the person who saved me, isn't that...?
Zhang Jingqing, the 64th Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain!
Did I just latch onto the biggest golden thigh in "Under One Person"?!
Zhang Yunyuan's heart began to pound wildly, his ecstasy almost overwhelming his reason.
The moment he stepped into the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion, the system notification sounded in his mind again.
[Ding! Detected a top-tier energy convergence point—the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain!]
[Should I check in?]
Zhang Yunyuan roared inwardly.
【Check-in successful! 】
[Congratulations, host, you have received the reward—"Golden Light Mantra" (Perfect Level)!]
[Check-in time is currently on cooldown: 29 days, 23 hours, and 59 minutes...]
As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable sense of vastness and immense power surged forth like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, instantly washing over his limbs, bones, and the depths of his soul.
Everything about the Golden Light Mantra, from beginner to expert, from expert to master, and from master to perfection... all the obstacles, tricks, and insights were completely mastered by him at this moment!
It was as if he had been practicing this technique for hundreds of years!
Inside the hall, Zhang Jingqing looked at the disciples and spoke slowly. Her voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
“I rescued this child from the foot of the mountain. His family was destroyed and he was all alone. I wish to keep him on the mountain and make him my disciple temporarily.”
He looked down at Zhang Yunyuan, his gaze softening.
"What's your name?"
"Zhang Yunyuan".
Zhang Yunyuan answered, his voice sounding childish due to his young age, but his pronunciation was clear.
Zhang Jingqing nodded. In order to test the child's character and temperament, he made an exception and slowly recited a basic incantation of the Golden Light Mantra.
"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, Wan Qi's roots..."
He was merely reciting, not teaching. The disciples present all understood that this was just a simple test from their master.
However, upon hearing this familiar incantation, Zhang Yunyuan's heart stirred.