The Modifier and the First Steps into a New World

——Mortal World——

It was winter at the time, and heavy snow covered the entire world.

A shimmering silver-white blanket enveloped everything in the world.

Deep within a snow-capped mountain cave, a boy, who appeared no older than ten, sat beside a crackling bonfire, his fingers tracing invisible patterns in the air.

He was clad only in a thin, plain white robe.

Yet, in the very next instant, the boy’s simple attire transformed, replaced by a fur coat with a collar and sleeves trimmed in luxurious black velvet.

“It seems this world allows for immortal cultivation.”

The boy spoke, his voice carrying the innocent lilt of childhood.

Before him, though invisible to anyone else, floated a personal attribute panel.

[Myriad Realms Chronicle – Modifier]

Name: Bai Qiuyuan (Modifiable!)

Age: 8 (Modifiable!)

Gender: Male (Modifiable!)

Charm: 10 (Maxed!, Cannot modify…)

Position: *%#& (Cannot modify…)

Spiritual Root: None (Modifiable!)

Cultivation Level: None (Modifiable!)

Skills: None (Modifiable!)

Spirit Stones: 0 (Modifiable!)

Money: None (Modifiable!)

Physique: None (Modifiable!)

Equipment: {Demonic Sable Fur Coat (Rare) new!}

Items: None (Modifiable)

Commentary: An ordinary waif who appears to be a young master from a wealthy family.

Bai Qiuyuan: “…”

“So, I really transmigrated?”

Whoosh~~

A sudden blast of cold wind swept into the cave entrance, extinguishing the bonfire that was already on the verge of dying out.

“Weather modification: Clear sky.”

Bai Qiuyuan stated casually, his expression utterly blank.

No sooner had the words left his lips than the sky outside the cave abruptly cleared, the raging blizzard vanishing without a trace in an instant.

Bai Qiuyuan rose to his feet and approached the cave entrance, gazing at the snowdrifts so deep they nearly reached his knees.

After silently tracing two patterns in the air with his finger, he leaped, soaring out of the cave entrance to land steadily atop the snow.

Remarkably, Bai Qiuyuan did not sink into the snow; instead, he stood directly upon it, as if traversing solid ground!

[Myriad Realms Chronicle – Modifier]

Name: Bai Qiuyuan (Modifiable)

Age: 8 (Modifiable)

Gender: Male (Modifiable)

Charm: 10 (Cannot modify)

Position: *%#& (Cannot modify)

Spiritual Root: None (Modifiable)

Cultivation Level: Qi Condensation Stage Nine new! {Temporarily unable to increase cultivation level.}

Skills: [Lightness Art] (Spell) new! [Quieting Heart Art] (Cultivation Technique) new!

Spirit Stones: 0 (Modifiable)

Money: None (Modifiable)

Physique: None (Modifiable)

Equipment: {Demonic Sable Fur Coat (Rare)}

Items: None (Modifiable)

Commentary: A cultivator with one foot already in the door of immortal cultivation.

Bai Qiuyuan calmly tucked his hands into his thick, wide sleeves and strolled across the snow, his mind adrift in thought as he walked.

‘Why am I here? I only remember having insomnia, then going out for a walk…’

‘And just like that… I transmigrated?’

‘It feels… so unreal…’

‘The Modifier seems to have no usage restrictions…’

‘I should head down the mountain first; perhaps I’ll find a village or something.’

‘The mountain scenery isn’t bad, is it? I’ll walk slowly, treat it as a stroll…’

….

Perhaps it was due to the cultivation technique he had casually selected from the Modifier, but even after transmigrating to an utterly unfamiliar world, Bai Qiuyuan’s heart remained undisturbed.

….

After walking for several minutes, Bai Qiuyuan encountered a massive white bear, seemingly on the prowl for prey.

Bai Qiuyuan: “…”

‘Is that… a polar bear? No… the Arctic doesn’t have forests, does it?’

‘Shouldn’t bears be hibernating in winter?’

“Roar!”

Before Bai Qiuyuan could even finish his internal monologue, the white bear charged directly at him, a furious blur of motion.

Bang!!!

With a deafening crash, the white bear slammed violently into a tree, sending large chunks of snow cascading down from its branches.

Bai Qiuyuan, having utilized his Lightness Art, landed gracefully on a tree branch. He looked down at the snow-white bear, a faint smile playing on his lips as he thought.

‘This is a perfect chance to test how strong I am now…’

With that, Bai Qiuyuan soared over the white bear’s head, landing steadily on the snow. Not a single flake was disturbed by his descent, nor did he sink into the thick drifts.

‘Spells truly are marvelous…’

“Roar!”

Seeing its attack evaded, the white bear spun around, roared furiously at Bai Qiuyuan, and charged at him once more with startling speed!

A colossal paw, accompanied by a whistling gust, swiped rapidly towards Bai Qiuyuan!

“I suppose this counts as self-defense.”

As he spoke, Bai Qiuyuan lowered the hand that had been gesturing.

In the very next second, a longsword, its blade as black as ink, materialized out of thin air beside Bai Qiuyuan, descending to embed itself diagonally into the snowdrift to his right.

Bai Qiuyuan swiftly gripped the hilt, executed a flourishing sword-trick to adjust his stance, then gazed at the colossal white bear before him, stating calmly and expressionlessly.

“First Form: Brush Song, Ink Dance.”

Instantly, Bai Qiuyuan’s figure flickered, reappearing behind the attacking white bear!

The white bear’s attack halted abruptly, frozen in place.

Whoosh~~

A cold breeze rustled Bai Qiuyuan’s fur coat.

Pfft!…

The moment his coat settled, several invisible sword qi, as dark as ink, precisely struck the white bear’s neck and limbs!

With a single move, all life was severed from the white bear!

The white bear’s eyes slowly dulled, losing their luster, and its body, deprived of support, crashed to the ground, utterly lifeless!

The Ink-Clad Sword Child, holding his black sword, stood alone in a world of pristine white, a scene as beautiful as a traditional ink wash painting!

In that moment, Bai Qiuyuan seemed to be the sole splash of color in the entire world!

Obtained Item: [Ink Severing Sword] new!

Bai Qiuyuan flicked his sword, shaking all the blood from its blade onto the nearby snow.

After storing the sword in his item inventory, Bai Qiuyuan turned to gaze at the white bear’s corpse on the ground, attempting to store it as well.

In the next second, the white bear’s corpse vanished from its spot.

‘I can’t believe I instantly killed it with one move? Is this the power of Qi Condensation Stage Nine?’

‘I just don’t know why my cultivation level can’t increase further…’

‘Has it reached a limit? Never mind, my current cultivation seems sufficient for now.’

‘I should head down the mountain first.’

Confirming his direction, Bai Qiuyuan then resumed his descent down the mountain.

—Within the City—

Conjuring half a string of copper coins via the Modifier, Bai Qiuyuan paid the city entry tax and smoothly entered the city gates.

To Bai Qiuyuan’s surprise, what lay at the foot of the mountain was not a mere village, but a grand imperial capital!

The city streets bustled with activity; stall owners showed no intention of closing down, despite the recent heavy snowfall.

“Jewelry for sale! Crafted from pure silver! Fair dealings for all!…”

“Candied hawthorn! Fresh candied hawthorn!”

“I’ll have a skewer of candied hawthorn.”

“Five copper coins per skewer.”

“Alright! Here you go!”

Bai Qiuyuan munched on his candied hawthorn, studying the Modifier as he walked.

‘Money conjured by the Modifier appears directly in my item inventory; if needed, I can retrieve it from there without affecting its normal use.’

‘It seems there’s no limit to the item space or money modification?’

‘However, a large influx of money into the market would lead to currency devaluation and price inflation, so I should use the Modifier’s money as sparingly as possible.’

Following this, Bai Qiuyuan arrived at a pawnshop.

Opting for the pawnshop due to the troublesome procedures involved in exchanging banknotes at a bank, Bai Qiuyuan entered.

A few minutes later, Bai Qiuyuan pawned fifty taels of gold, exchanging it for some banknotes before leaving the establishment.

Seeing that Bai Qiuyuan, despite his youth, possessed an extraordinary demeanor and was clad in an expensive sable fur coat, the pawnshop owner immediately assumed he was a young master from some wealthy family.

Without a second thought, he readily exchanged the gold for banknotes.

Bai Qiuyuan slipped the banknotes into his sleeve, then covertly transferred the money into his item inventory while it was still concealed.

As Bai Qiuyuan had a particular craving for bear meat, he had not sold the bear’s corpse.

‘Next up… I should figure out where to sleep tonight.’

‘Having arrived in this world, there doesn’t seem to be anything for me to do.’

‘It pulled me into this world, then gave me a heaven-defying Modifier…’

‘It’s almost as if it’s telling me, ‘Go on, amuse yourself.”

‘Ultimately, this Modifier is an external tool; I shouldn’t rely on it too much…’

‘But I must admit, this Modifier has brought me a lot of convenience.’

‘If not for the Modifier, I probably would have frozen to death in the mountains.’

‘Since my cultivation has already put one foot into the immortal cultivation world, should I find an immortal sect to settle down in?’

Perhaps it was his child-like body, coupled with the fact that he was now in a world of immortal cultivation, but Bai Qiuyuan felt his inner ‘chuunibyou’ (TL Note: A Japanese term, ‘chūnibyō,’ referring to a phase in adolescence where individuals believe they possess special powers or knowledge, often leading to exaggerated behavior and delusions of grandeur.) stirring.

“Come one, come all! Witness the chest-crushing boulder!”

Just as Bai Qiuyuan pondered how to find immortal cultivators, a loud, boisterous cry interrupted his thoughts.

Intrigued, Bai Qiuyuan immediately walked closer.

Squeezing through the crowd, Bai Qiuyuan spotted a black-haired, masked woman clad in a gray cloak.

The masked woman loudly called out to the surrounding onlookers.

“Come and see! The chest-crushing boulder! Those with money, please contribute; those without, please lend your support!”

Next, Bai Qiuyuan observed a man, cloaked in black, effortlessly lift a massive boulder with a single hand!

The colossal stone, held in the man’s hand, seemed utterly weightless as he casually raised it above his head!

Any discerning person could tell it was indeed a genuine, solid rock!

Immediately, everyone’s curiosity was piqued.

The man then carried the stone over to a tall, handsome man dressed in white.

The handsome man displayed a confident expression, as if to say, ‘I’m ready.’

Bai Qiuyuan: “?”

‘Shouldn’t ‘chest-crushing boulder’ involve placing the stone on someone and then using a hammer…’

“One, two, three! Heave-ho!”

Just as doubt sparked in Bai Qiuyuan’s mind, the man holding the stone directly hurled it at the handsome man!

It was as if he were tossing a mere snowball!

Bai Qiuyuan: “???”

Bang!!!!

In the next second, the stone struck the man’s chest with a tremendous crash, instantly shattering into fragments that scattered across the ground!

“Good!”

Far from being frightened, the surrounding passersby found the spectacle novel and exciting, clapping their hands and cheering loudly.

Bai Qiuyuan: “…”

‘That really was… chest-crushing boulder…’

Bai Qiuyuan clapped his hands in a daze, marveling inwardly.

“Oh, little brother, you’re truly handsome.”

It was none other than the masked woman who had been loudly calling out moments before.

The woman held a bowl-like object filled with loose coins, tips from the onlookers.

She had been collecting money from the crowd for the performance when her gaze casually fell upon Bai Qiuyuan, who was still dazedly clapping.

The moment she saw Bai Qiuyuan, the woman froze.

She had never before seen such a remarkably handsome child!

Unable to resist, the masked woman finally stepped forward and greeted Bai Qiuyuan.

Bai Qiuyuan glanced at the bowl, then at the woman, and after two seconds of silence, he quietly produced a gold ingot (fifty taels of gold) from his sleeve and placed it into the ‘bowl’.

Watching the glittering gold ingot in the bowl, the masked woman and her two companions gasped in unison.

The previously bustling passersby, witnessing an eight-year-old child produce such a gold ingot, fell into a stunned silence…

Masked Woman: [‘…Little brother, I praised you; I wasn’t asking for more tips!’]

[‘And to just casually pull out fifty taels of gold?? What kind of family background is this!?’]