Malik Mohsin, an ordinary, jobless man from the modern world, trudges through another uneventful day. The skies darken, thunder roars, and rain pours as he heads to the washroom. Suddenly, a blinding flash of lightning strikes him, pulling him into unconsciousness.

When Malik awakens, he finds himself in a dimly lit room, surrounded by an ancient, unfamiliar setting. His body aches, and his head throbs with unbearable pain. As he struggles to move, a flood of foreign memories bursts into his mind: the memories of the body’s previous owner—a disciple of the Redmoon Sect, who had been gravely injured during a failed mission to kill a powerful 9th-stage qi condensation spirit python for spirit stones.

The memories reveal that the Redmoon Sect values cultivation above all else, and every disciple must grow stronger to survive. In this world, martial cultivation has strict levels:

Body Refining Realm

Qi Refining Realm

Qi Condensation Realm

Qi Foundation Realm

Spirit Realm

Spirit Gathering Realm

Martial Master Realm

Martial Grand Master Realm

Earth Realm

Heaven Realm

Divine Realm

Martial Lord Realm

Martial Guru Realm

Martial Dominator Realm

Yin Yang Realm

Nirvana Realm

Martial King Realm

Martial Emperor Realm

Martial Saint Realm

Martial Grand Deity Realm

Immortal Realm

Mohsin is sitting on a bed in a small room. He looks around, confused but calm.

"Three days ago, I woke up in this strange place… This is not my world anymore."

Mohsin holds his head as memories rush in. A flashback shows five people fighting a huge snake.

"The old owner of this body was on a mission to kill a big snake. They killed it, but the snake’s poison hit him. He fell into a coma and… died."

The flashback ends. Mohsin looks at his hands with determination.

"In my old life, I was a loser. I had no job, no future. Now, this is my second chance. I will not waste it!"

Mohsin stands up and clenches his fists, feeling power in his body.

"This body is special. It has the Hard Metal Body. My bones are as strong as iron. I can use this power to protect myself."

Close-up of Mohsin’s face as he feels a strange energy.

"I can also feel sword aura inside me. In this world, sword cultivation has its own levels. First is Sword Refining Realm, then Sword Condensation Realm, and many more. I will master them all!"Malik learns that the body he now possesses was in the 7th level of the Qi Refining Realm, a crucial stage for building a foundation in martial arts. He also discovers that the body has a unique innate ability—the Hard Metal Body. This defense-type body makes his bones as hard as iron when activated, granting him incredible durability and the ability to manipulate sword aura.

Sword cultivation, like martial cultivation, has its own path:

Sword cultivation, like martial cultivation, has its own path:

Sword Refining Realm

Sword Condensation Realm

Sword Foundation Realm

Sword Master Realm

Sword Grand Master Realm

Sword Lord Realm

Sword King Realm

Sword Emperor Realm

Sword Saint Realm

Sword Immortal Realm

Sword God Realm

The mission hall is full of people. Some are handing in mission tokens; others are receiving spirit stones. Mohsin walks in, looking calm but confident.

"Did you hear? He survived the python mission?"

"I heard he was badly hurt!"

Mohsin reaches the mission desk. A senior disciple smirks at him.

"Mohsin, you’re alive? I heard the python almost killed you."

Mohsin hands over his mission token, calm and focused.

"The mission is done. I’m here for my reward."

The senior disciple throws a pouch of spirit stones on the table.

"Here are your spirit stones. But remember, only the strong survive in this sect."

Mohsin picks up the pouch of spirit stones. He looks serious and determined.

"They think I’m weak. I’ll show them they are wrong."

Mohsin walks out of the mission hall. The sun is setting behind him.

"This is only the beginning. I will grow stronger and change my fate."

Close-up of Mohsin’s face. His eyes are sharp and full of determination.

"I am Mohsin, and I will never give up!"