You Are the Mute [Comprehensive Martial Arts] - Chapter 1

Jiangshan produces talented individuals in every generation, and the Jianghu is no different.

The Jianghu’s fortunes shift like the wind and clouds, with no one able to discern the past or future. Yet, a few years ago, a Diviner emerged from nowhere. She could accurately recount people’s pasts and predict their futures with uncanny precision. Every word she spoke proved true, earning her the title “Divine Calculator.”

Despite her accuracy, the Divine Calculator only spoke three times a day, refusing to utter another word. Even when pressed with questions, she would merely wave her hand in silence, as if mute. Thus, the Jianghu folk began calling her the “Dumb Divine Calculator.”

Though she bore the title “Divine Calculator,” the “Dumb” part was far from flattering. After all, who would willingly be called mute? Those who used this derogatory name were either those who had failed to obtain one of her three daily prophecies, their hearts filled with resentment, or those who had received unfavorable prophecies and harbored similar grudges.

And so, this contemptuous nickname spread far and wide.

Qiao Yiying herself didn’t care about the nickname. If people wanted to call her the Dumb Divine Calculator, so be it. She knew she wasn’t mute, and that was all that mattered. What others thought was their business; she couldn’t care less. Her real problem was her inability to speak properly!

Being limited to a certain number of words each day was sheer torture for a chatterbox like her. If she could turn back time, Qiao Yiying would point to the sky and shout, “I don’t want to transmigrate! Send me back! I need to talk!”

From childhood, Qiao Yiying had been a chatterbox. Though she remained quiet during class, strictly adhering to student etiquette, the moment the bell rang, she would chatter incessantly. Starting in elementary school, her desk partners changed countless times.

At first, teachers tried to quiet her down, but they soon realized it was futile. No matter who her desk partner was—whether extroverted or introverted—she could strike up a lively conversation. Later, the teachers discovered that this little chatterbox could even coax children with mild autism to speak!

This discovery sent the teacher into a frenzy of delight, completely altering the reasons for later seat changes. Though the teacher’s motives differed, Qiao Yiying was overjoyed. She loved to talk, and even more, she loved hearing others talk.

All that chatter, so fascinating!

For Qiao Yiying, who could talk even a mildly autistic child into shouting “Shut up!”, being unable to speak freely was akin to a death sentence. Though she could chatter endlessly when alone, what was the point of talking to herself? She wanted to talk to people!

So, despite becoming known as the Divine Calculator throughout the Jianghu, Qiao Yiying felt utterly miserable. She wanted to talk, she wanted to chat with people! QAQ

Qiao Yiying slumped listlessly on her bed, utterly lacking the dignified demeanor one would expect of a Divine Calculator.

Ding-dong.

A familiar, mechanical voice echoed in her mind, utterly devoid of emotion. Yet she remained motionless.

Host, complete the “World-Renowned” mission with diligence. Do not half-ass it.

Qiao Yiying silently rolled her eyes. “Am I not already world-renowned? System, don’t be so unreasonable! I’m famous throughout the Jianghu—how is that not world-renowned?”

Only when your name is known throughout the world can you be considered world-renowned.

Qiao Yiying: “……”

Truly, a single conversation with you is worth more than reading a whole book.

In any case, Host, please work harder so we can finally go home! QAQ The System’s voice, which had been mechanical just moments ago, suddenly shifted into a pitiful, childlike tone. If you weren’t looking, you’d think it was a poor little girl who had just started kindergarten.

“Do you think I don’t want to? Huh? I’ve been working my butt off! And you’re still saying I haven’t achieved ‘world-renowned’? Is that my fault?” Qiao Yiying rolled her eyes again. “Who caused this mess in the first place? You tell me! You tell me!”

The System’s voice grew defensive. I didn’t want this either! I just wanted to go home! How was I supposed to know you’d be here? Wait a minute—I’m the one who saved you! Otherwise, you’d be dead! As it spoke, the System’s voice regained its confidence. If it weren’t for me, you’d already be in the crematorium!

Qiao Yiying adopted a completely apathetic attitude. “Even if I end up in a crematorium, it’ll be a modern one. And if I’m buried, it’ll be in a modern grave.”

Her words made the System feel guilty. Um, I didn’t mean for this to happen. Who could have predicted such a coincidence, right?

The System was actually a unit that had completed its mission and was preparing to return to the Main System. But on its way back, it encountered the Seven Stars Alignment. Normally, this wouldn’t have been a problem—just a magnetic field disturbance. The System could have used its energy to push through and return home.

But by sheer coincidence, as the System was returning, it collided with Qiao Yiying, who had been pushed off a train platform and was about to be hit by a high-speed train. Through this bizarre twist of fate, Qiao Yiying avoided being struck by the train and was instead transported across dimensions by the System.

However, the magnetic field interference disrupted the System’s navigation capabilities. Burdened by carrying a human, it failed to return to the Main System and instead ended up in a fictional martial arts world. This wouldn’t have been a major issue—the System could have accumulated energy and resumed its journey home.

Unexpectedly, another coincidence occurred: the System inexplicably formed a contract with Qiao Yiying and even activated a mission. Completing the “World-Renowned” mission would provide the System with enough energy to not only return home itself but also send Qiao Yiying back to her own world.

Initially, Qiao Yiying was eager to complete the mission. However, she soon discovered how utterly ridiculous the System’s tasks were. First, she had to achieve “World-Renowned” status as a Diviner, but with a crippling limitation: she could only speak to others three times.

If that were the only restriction, Qiao Yiying might have endured it. But another condition proved utterly unbearable, causing her attitude to shift from initial enthusiasm to complete apathy. The mission description consisted of only four words: “World-Renowned.” Nothing else.

Despite already being quite famous, she was still far from being “World-Renowned.” With the chances of completing the mission dwindling and her inability to freely communicate with others, how could she not lose heart? By now, she had completely given up.

“Anyway, I don’t want to do any more missions. Do whatever you want,” Qiao Yiying said, rolling over. She was like a salted fish—even when flipped over, it’s still a salted fish, just one that can flip itself. Don’t expect too much.

Huh? The System was dumbfounded. If its Host refused to do missions, what could it do? In the past, it could have opened the System Shop and tempted her with its contents, but now its energy was too low to even access it.

A System with a Host couldn’t passively recover energy through time and sunlight; it relied entirely on mission progress. But their mission progress was stuck in a strange place, and its energy was barely enough to maintain occasional communication, let alone open the System Shop.

As a legitimate System, it didn’t resort to threats of elimination to coerce its Host. So, if the Host refused to do missions, it was powerless.

Then… then fine, the System’s childish voice was filled with dejection. Let’s just stay in this world together. What else could it do if its Host refused to do missions? It desperately wanted to return to its own world, but it was helpless.

“Main System, I’m sorry. I’m a useless system, I can’t go back anymore! QAQ”

Qiao Yiying had initially been determined to slack off, but now that the System had given up, she suddenly perked up. She sat bolt upright in bed. “No! Don’t give up! You might not want to go back, but I still do!”

But… you’re the one who hasn’t been doing the missions, the System accused.

“It’s the System’s mission descriptions that aren’t clear enough!” Qiao Yiying retorted. “What am I supposed to do?”

For a moment, both the person and the System fell silent.

“Fine, fine,” Qiao Yiying said with a helpless wave. “Let’s just keep doing the missions for now. Maybe we’ll get lucky one day and succeed.” Her System might be useless, but it had saved her life, so she couldn’t be completely heartless.

Let’s try our best. Maybe we’ll actually make it. Despite her confusion, Qiao Yiying rallied her spirits. People often behave this way—sometimes when others give up, they rise to the occasion, just like she was doing now.

Host, you’re truly amazing! QAQ The System was overwhelmed with emotion.

“Ahem, of course,” Qiao Yiying said, feeling a twinge of guilt for deceiving a System that didn’t even have kindergarten-level intelligence. Though it wasn’t much guilt.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock sounded at the door.

Qiao Yiying was about to speak when she remembered she couldn’t waste any opportunity to communicate with others. She suppressed the urge, rose, straightened her clothes, and walked to the door to open it.

Standing outside was Green Robe, the maid she had hired to assist her. Upon seeing Qiao Yiying, she curtsied respectfully. “Miss Qiao, a guest has arrived.”

Qiao Yiying raised an eyebrow slightly. So, someone has come to consult the “Dumb Divine Calculator” for a fortune reading.