"I... I'm finally out!"
On a lonely mountain peak, Quinn Ye dropped to his knees, howling at the sky like a maniac.
He had been trapped on this godforsaken rock for ten full years.
Ten years ago, he got transmigrated. At the time, he thought he had hit the jackpot: a new fantasy world where he could cultivate immortality, grab some overpowered cheat codes, and live like a god.
But reality slapped him in the face.
His entire "world" turned out to be nothing more than this single mountain peak, sealed off from the outside by an invisible barrier. A literal glass cage.
On the bright side, he did get a System—the "Supreme Sage System."
He thought, "This is it! I'm going straight to the top!" But then he realized this so-called Sage System only taught him weird, nerdy garbage.
Arts, literature, physics, chemistry, mechanical engineering... It even taught him how to cook and raise pigs, for crying out loud.
Over the last decade, Quinn mastered everything the System threw at him—everything except actual magic or cultivation. He even earned the title "All-Rounder Sage."
But what the hell is the point of that? Back on Earth, these skills would have made him a billionaire. But here? He was practically Robinson Crusoe stuck on a mountain. A PhD in Physics doesn't help when you're talking to rocks.
But just moments ago, while taking his morning leak, Quinn realized the invisible barrier was gone.
He could finally leave.
He was so overcome with joy that he started sobbing—completely forgetting his pants were still around his ankles.
Just as Quinn was about to run wild into the brave new world, a cold, robotic voice rang out in his head.
[System Alert: The Host has committed a heinous act of public urination. The System is deeply offended. Unbinding sequence initiated.]
[Please mind your manners in the future. Goodbye.]
Quinn froze. His brain short-circuited.
WTF...
"I've been peeing on this dirt for ten years! Why didn't you unbind with me then?!"
"Now that I can finally leave, this is how you play me?"
"Wait! Don't go!" Quinn screamed, scrambling to hold onto something invisible.
But the System was already gone.
"You motherf—"
Quinn stood there, cursing at the empty air for a solid fifteen minutes until his throat was sore.
Finally, a Golden Retriever shuffled out of the hut, eyes half-open and sleepy, looking at Quinn with total confusion.
This dog was a reward from the System years ago. Quinn had raised him for a decade and gave him the incredibly creative name: Big Fuzz.
Eventually, Quinn got tired of cursing. There was no point yelling at air. He composed himself; it was time to go down the mountain and see the world.
"Big Fuzz, hold down the fort. I'll be right back."
After barking out the order, Quinn hiked down the path.
Ten years. He had been dreaming of the outside world for ten years. Now that he could finally leave, he wasn't going to waste another second.
However, just moments after Quinn left the summit...
A burly man dressed in black arrived at Cloud-Drifting Mountain. He was carrying two young girls tucked under his massive arms like they were gym bags.
"Huh?" The man paused. "Isn't this place usually covered in thick gray fog?"
The burly man was momentarily stunned, but he quickly shrugged it off. He glanced at the two girls dangling from his grip. A twisted grin spread across his face, his eyes filled with greed.
"It would be a waste to just kill you two right away," he sneered. "This spot is nice and quiet. I think I'll have some fun with you little darlings first... then I'll snap your necks!"
Without waiting for a response, the man hauled the girls further up the mountain.
"Princess, I'm scared!"
Of the two girls, one was dressed in luxurious silk, her features delicate and stunning. The other, younger and dressed in simple green robes, was clearly her maid.
The noble girl, Princess Tiffany (Tiffany Chu), was pale with terror. She tried to stay strong, but fear was written all over her face.
"Don't be afraid, Chloe," the Princess whispered to her maid. "Someone will come to save us!"
But deep down, even she didn't believe it. They were in the middle of nowhere, dragged here by this monster. Their fate seemed sealed—and it was going to be gruesome.
Princess Tiffany was royalty of the Heavenly Martial Empire. But right now, titles meant nothing. She and her maid Chloe were just prey.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm.
"What are The Fang Clan paying you? Let us go, and I'll double it! No, I'll triple it!"
Hearing this, the burly man laughed.
"Give it up, Princess."
"What The Fang Clan offered me... is something your little Royal Mansion can't afford."
He smirked. "Besides, I've already kidnapped you. If I let you go now, I'd have enemies on both sides. I'm not stupid. Just accept your fate."
Princess Tiffany's heart sank. Despair washed over her.
It was all because of The Fang Clan!
Damn them! Even if I die, I'll come back as a vengeful ghost and haunt them forever!
Soon, the man dragged them to the very top of the mountain.
He stopped, surprised. "Someone actually lives up here?"
In front of them stood a courtyard. It wasn't just a shack; it was a uniquely designed, elegant compound. It felt peaceful—surprisingly Zen for a place in the middle of nowhere.
The Princess and Chloe saw the house too, and a spark of hope ignited in their eyes.
People! If someone lives here, maybe they can save us!
"Anybody home?" the burly man shouted, his voice booming.
Silence. No answer.
Slowly, a large Golden Retriever waddled out of the hut. It looked half-asleep and moved with a lazy, wobbling gait.
The dog—Big Fuzz—stopped and stared at the three intruders.
It had zero reaction. It just stood there, looking like a slightly overweight, dumb mutt.
Seeing that the "savior" was just a dog, Princess Tiffany and Chloe felt their hope crash and burn.
It's over. Nobody is coming.
But the burly man was delighted. He licked his lips as he stared at the dog.
"Haha! Today is my lucky day! Look at how fat that dog is. That's not a pet... that's a hot pot waiting to happen!"
He glanced at the girls. "I'll handle my business with you two first, then butcher the dog for a celebratory meal. Life is good!"
He dumped Tiffany and Chloe onto the ground. They couldn't move. Their energy meridians had been sealed by the man's technique. They were helpless, left to his mercy.
Indignation and despair filled their eyes. Death was one thing, but being defiled by this brute before dying? That was a fate worse than death.
"Look at that soft skin... Daddy's gonna have some fun today."
The burly man chuckled as he reached for his belt buckle. But then, he noticed the yellow dog walking closer, staring right at him.
"Scram, mutt! I'll eat you in a minute!"
Annoyed, the man raised his hand and casually slapped at Big Fuzz, intending to crush the dog's skull.
But then...
BANG!!!
Big Fuzz raised a paw and slapped the man's head.
There was no struggle. No scream.
The man's head simply exploded.
Princess Tiffany and Chloe froze, their eyes wide, staring in absolute disbelief at the headless figure standing before them.