watch as Lucifer transmigrated to a cultivation word with his rich experience with fighting and his cheat cultivating art that will make him trample over geniuses and sects to finally being the strongest in the universe

As Ou Yezi set the remaining conditions to end the war between the Light and Dark Factions, NPCs from both parties began to evacuate from the battlefield. The players who remained would decide the final outcome of the war.
For the players, the battle originally decided on the status of either side of the Light and Dark Factions. The Light Faction's players were especially concerned about the outcome of the war. If the Light Faction lost, they would have no one to turn to.
However, things were fine now. Regardless of who won or lost, everyone would become part of one big family. Players from both the Light and Dark Faction would all become members of the High Humans.
Without the pressure to win, the war between the Light and Dark Faction had become a playground for the players to earn Experience points. After all, both parties could still receive quest rewards from the battle. As long as the players attacked their opponents, they would earn Experience points. Therefore, the players began engaging in battles excitedly. Some of the Dark Faction's players even stopped attacking cities so that they could earn more Experience points from fighting against Light Faction's players in the wild.
For several consecutive days, Jiang Fei joined other players in fighting against the opposing faction as he had nothing else to do. However, Jiang Fei was not as efficient as players like Little Rain, who had Seal Curse Spells. Although Jiang Fei was invincible, he could not kill other players as fast as using Seal Curse Spells.
Very soon, a week had passed. When Jiang Fei logged out from the game, Yang Po came to him with good news. The Martial Art Alliance had finally agreed to his request for some of their best martial art techniques in exchange for Jiang Fei's potions.
"Very well!" Jiang Fei nodded. After acquiring these martial art techniques, 0542 would be able to create a unique set of ultimate skills for Jiang Fei.
Jiang Fei followed the Yang sisters into the Hidden Dragon Village where he met Bai Wanli and the rest. This time, there were not as many martial artists involved. After all, the smaller sects did not have any strong martial art techniques to offer. Therefore, there was no point in showing up at all if they could not get a share of the potions.
"Hi everyone, it's been a long time!" Jiang Fei greeted them cheerfully.
"Hehe, Brother Jiang, let's get down to business. Have a look at these and let us know what they're worth!" Bai Wanli brought Jiang Fei into his house before retrieving a bunch of books tied together with a string.
"Ehh, it's not electronic…" Jiang Fei was stunned. The previous martial art techniques he had acquired were all stored electronically. The physical books seemed rather troublesome to process.
"Electronic versions are easily stolen. The traditional way of storing our techniques is safer…" Bai Wanli laughed awkwardly. The martial artists guarded these techniques with their lives. However, they were forced to sell these techniques to Jiang Fei today.
"Sect master Bai, there's no need to be overly sad. Perhaps this is a good time for the Martial Art Alliance to share your respective techniques with each other. After all, these techniques would no longer be owned only by your own sect. If you share these techniques with the medium or smaller sects and also exchange some other techniques with the bigger sects, perhaps some of the talented disciples would be able to experience great breakthroughs!" Jiang Fei said with a laugh.
Although Jiang Fei sounded very diplomatic, he meant every word he said. The bigger sects had kept their own techniques a secret from other sects, resulting in great limitations on the development of the martial art techniques. If this could be resolved, some of the martial artists might benefit from widespread learning and even experience outstanding growth.
"Ahh! We'll talk about this next time…" Bai Wanli shook his head. Although Jiang Fei's words were reasonable, the individualistic nature of the martial art sects had existed for thousands of years. It was not something that could be changed overnight.
Although these techniques were now given to Jiang Fei, he would be the only one who possessed such knowledge. Based on Jiang Fei's identity, he could not possibly spread the martial art techniques on his own. Therefore, the martial art techniques still belonged to each sect exclusively. Bai Wanli and the other martial artists were not keen on sharing their respective sect's techniques with others.
"Alright then!" Jiang Fei shrugged. He was not interested in the decision made by these martial artists. He had shared his opinion with no specific intention. Since these martial artists wanted to maintain their individualistic nature, he could not be bothered to change their mind.
Although the physical books were slightly more troublesome to read than electronic versions, Jiang Fei did not need to read them on his own. All he needed to do was to flip through the pages. 0542 would automatically scan and record everything in the pages.
Although there were quite a number of martial art techniques provided by the Martial Art Alliance, the total number of books amounted to only thirty. After all, there were only so few first-class sects around. Moreover, these sects would not want to offer all of their techniques to Jiang Fei. Thus, Jiang Fei was quite pleased with the final amount.
For others, reading thirty books required quite a lot of time. It would take a normal person at least an entire day to read through all of them. However, Jiang Fei merely flipped through the pages as 0542 instantly scanned and captured each page during the process. Therefore, Jiang Fei took less than half an hour to flip through all of the books. On average, he spent less than a minute on each book.
"This book costs one bottle. This one costs two bottles…" Very soon, Jiang Fei had labeled the price of each of the books in accordance with the value given by 0542.
0542's valuation was very simple. It was based on the energy utilization rate of these techniques. The higher the utilization rate, the higher the price of the technique.
"Ehh… Brother Jiang, aren't you being a little sloppy here?" Ganyang Zhenren was not satisfied that one of his techniques was being equated with the value of a single bottle of potion.
"Yeah…" Bai Wanli nodded along. Clearly, one of his sect's techniques had also been poorly valued. Moreover, Jiang Fei seemed to have gone through the techniques far too quickly. Based on the understanding of a normal person, Jiang Fei seemed to not have taken them seriously. He was seen as stating prices at random.
After all, these were all martial art techniques which were incredibly difficult to understand. Even the most experienced martial artists would require months to comprehend some of those books. However, Jiang Fei had used less than a minute to decide the value of each of these books. The martial artists were hardly convinced.
"Those are the prices I have offered, and they won't be changed. You can decide if you would like to make the trade!" Jiang Fei shrugged. 0542 had already scanned the contents of these books. Now, the physical books were worthless to Jiang Fei. He had only proceeded with the trade so that his reputation would not be affected. Besides, he did not really care about the potions. If the martial artists decided to withdraw from the trade, Jiang Fei was more than happy to oblige.
"Ahh! Fine, let's trade…" Bai Wanli sighed. The Martial Art Alliance was extremely weak at the moment. They had no choice but to accept the trade. A few of them were just trying their luck by complaining to Jiang Fei. Even if Jiang Fei had offered a single bottle of potion for each of the books, they would have accepted the trade anyway.
"Done! There will be a total of fifty-five bottles of potions. I'll send them over tonight!" Jiang Fei nodded as he gave 0542 a command, "Create fifty-five potions. At the same time, interpret these techniques and come up with an ultimate skill for me!"
"As you wish, captain!" 0542 answered as it immediately started carrying out Jiang Fei's orders.
"I will finally have my own unique ultimate skill!" After everything was arranged accordingly, Jiang Fei finally smiled.


Average means nothing to our young protagonist! Why be normal when you have the chance to become a real life superman! Follow Jiang Fei as he discovers a mysterious ring that allowed him to play a Hyper Realistic Immersive MMORPG call Dawn Break! As the thin line between game and reality is gradually blurred, Jiang Fei finds himself having to deal with the troubles that follow him everywhere he goes. This is a story revolving around a real-life cheat code! From zero to hero, follow Jiang Fei as his fascinating adventures unfold!

Tian Long grinned as he heard all of his rewards. "A king grade movement art huh? Just what I needed, now I won't need to spend points to buy one in the shop. System, show me the {Luminous Flash Art}."

[ Ding! {Luminous Flash Art}: A high-rank Emperor grade movement art that was created by a sect called Luminary Moon Temple 1,500 years ago. It was a righteous powerhouse that fell during the war against an alliance of Demonic Beasts and the Demons during that time. The sect had a powerhouse at the Life and Death Realm who also died during the war. This movement art was one of the techniques that were left intact after that great war. ]

Tian Long raised his brow. "Oh? A war against an alliance of demons and demonic beasts? It seems that I need to read some history books of this world. System, show me the mask that I got." 

[ Mask of Endless Voices: A mask that could produce a mysterious sound which can hypnotize a human with the same cultivation base or lower of the user. ]

"Well, the ability seems pretty useful but... Why would I even hide this face of mine eh?" said Tian Long as he clicked his tongue.

'With 1300 apex points, I should be able to buy something useful from the system shop.' Thought Tian Long and said. "System open the system shop."

[ Ding! Opening the Apex System Shop...10%...30%...60%...100%! Opening the shop...]

"System, show me every bloodline in the shop." said Tian Long excitedly

[ Ding! Filtering everything except Apex bloodlines...]

[ Ding! Filtering done, please view as you wish.]

Tian Long immediately looked at the shop and his jaws couldn't help but drop at the sight of it.
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{Pegasus Bloodline} = 500,000 points

{Hell Cerberus Bloodline} = 600,000 points

{Red Dragon Bloodline} = 800,000 points

{Black Dragon Bloodline} = 800,000 points

{Heavenly Infernal Wolf Bloodline} = 800,000 points

{Nine-headed King Hydra} = 900,000 points

{Leviathan Bloodline} = 900,000 points

{...}

{...}

{Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox Bloodline} = 1,000,000 points

{Angelic Bloodline} = 1,000,000 points

{Demon King Bloodline} = 1,800,000 points

{White Tiger God Bloodline} = 2,000,000 points

{Imperial Golden Lion Bloodline} = 2,000,000 points

{Lightning God Bloodline} = 2,500,000 points

{...}

{...}

{Primordial Human Bloodline} = 10,000,000 points

{Nine-tailed Phoenix Bloodline} = 11,000,000 points

{Ancestral Dragon Bloodline} = 12,000,000 points

{...}

{...}
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"System, are you sure that the points required are correct? Isn't this too expensive??" Tian Long had to ask.

[ Ding! These could be said to be the Apex of bloodlines as they are more powerful and perfect than the bloodlines passed in this world. ]

Tian Long nodded his head and asked. "I see, so basically everything in the system shop could be said to be stronger than things of this world?"

[ Ding! Indeed as it is from the Apex System. ]

Tian Long grinned. "What a domineering statement, but I like it! System what do you suggest I buy right now?"

[ Ding! Currently, the host possesses a strong weapon along with overpowered cultivation and martial art techniques, therefore the system suggests the host buy a defensive gear or a soul cultivation method to increase the host's soul power. ]

Tian Long pondered. 'Right now, raising my cultivation is more important therefore I need a good armor for defense. I can cultivate my soul later.'

"Alright. System, filter everything except defensive items."

[ Ding! Filtering except defensive items... Done! ]
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{Challenger's Obsidian Vest} = 600 points

{Titanium Battleplate} = 700 points

{Proud Golden Chestpiece} = 750 points

{Proud Adamantium Armor} = 1250 points.

{...}

{...]
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Tian Long's eyes bulged seeing the number of things in the shop so he just scrolled through everything that had a maximum price of 1300 points.

After looking for a while he found something that caught his eye.
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{Mithril Battleplate}
Price: 1,100 points
Description: A supreme-ranked Earth grade armor. The armor took one hundred days to be forged and is made up of pure mithril. This armor could even rival King grade armors at the right hands.
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Tian Long promptly bought the armor which then appeared in his inventory. He immediately took it out and wore it. The armor was gleaming with a shiny silvery color and looked intimidating. Paired with Tian Long's looks, you just can't help admire the image. His jet-black long hair with that perfectly sculpted white face added with the silver armor, he had a noble yet war-like presence at the same time.

Tian Long clicked his tongue as he admired his reflection in a huge mirror he bought from the system. "They say good armor makes the man, but what about me?" After idolizing himself for a while he then bought a convenient robe from the system.
______________________________________________
{Robe of Fleeting Snow}
Price: 50 points
Description: A handsome piece of work and if paired with a handsome man, then you're a head turner.
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The first time Tian Long saw it he knew that this item is a must-buy.

After wearing it he had to admit that the description of the system was spot on. If someone saw him then they would definitely admire him because right now, he looked like an immortal that descended from the heavens.

Anyway... 
After buying everything he needed, Tian Long then thought. 'According to the system, this Lonely Devilwood Forest should only have King grade beasts as strongest beasts here. Right now, I should head deeper where there should be more demonic beasts to get more experience points. '

After a moment of decision, Tian Long then left the cave and headed deeper inside the forest...


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The next day,

Deep inside the Devilwood Forest, one could see a white figure flashing from time to time as it killed demonic beasts within a short amount of time.

[ Ding! Congratulations to host for killing a Level-1 Demonic Beast. The reward is 5,000 experience points, 50 apex points, and a Level-1 Demonic Beast core. ]

[ Ding! Congratulations to host for killing a Level-1 Demonic Beast. The reward is 5,000 experience points, 50 apex points, and a Level-1 Demonic Beast core. ]

[ Ding! Congratulations to host for killing a Level-2 Demonic Beast. The reward is 10,000 experience points, 200 apex points, and a Level-2 Demonic Beast core. ]

[ Ding! Congratulations to host for killing a Level-2 Demonic Beast. The reward is 10,000 experience points, 200 apex points, and a Level-2 Demonic Beast core. ]

[ Ding! Congratulations to host for killing a Level-2 Demonic Beast. The reward is 10,000 experience points, 200 apex points, and ... ]

[ Ding! Congratulations to host for killing a Level-2 Demonic Beast. The reward is 10,000 experience points ...}

[ Ding! Congratulations to host for killing ... ]

[ Ding! Congratulations ... ]

[ ... ]

After a day of killing and leveling up, Tian Long rested for a while and checked his status page.
______________________________________________
Status:
Name: Tian Long
Age: 19
Apex Points: 4,300 points
Cultivation: Energy Refining Level 9 ( 7,000 / 75,000 ) (Note. Qi Refining >> Energy Refining.)
Techniques:
{Ancient Dragon Force Technique} Level 3 = ( 550 / 7,000 )

{Universal Body Origin Technique} Level 2 = ( 188 / 1,000 )

{Heavenly Lightning Body Refining Method} Level 1 = ( 0 / 100 )

{Luminous Flash Art} Level 3 = ( 760 / 5,000 ) 
( Note: Lower grade techniques are easier to master but have a limited maximum level. 
Example: Divine techniques has 9 Levels while Emperor Grades have 4. )
______________________________________________

Tian Long laughed bitterly. "After more than a week, I finally leveled up the {Universal Body Origin Technique} to Level 2, now It'll get harder to increase its level."

'With the level 2 of this {Universal Body Technique}, I can already feel the heavenly energy in my dantian fusing and starting to take a shape of a world. It seems it will only transform into a full-fledged world when I reach Level 3.' (Note: the energy of heaven and earth >> heavenly energy. I shortened it cos its a mouthful. )

Tian Long said to himself. "The good thing is that I managed to level up the {Ancient Dragon Force Technique} to Level 3. Oh and the {Luminous Flash Art} also leveled up to 3. Hard work indeed pays off."

Tian Long was happy with today's work as he leveled up 7 times and reached Energy Refining Level 9 and thought. 'I should really level up to Master stage as soon as possible. I need to find a good lightning source to start leveling up the {Heavenly Lightning Body Refining Technique}.'

Tian Long then walked back to his new cave-base of operations. However, before he can even reach there, he heard a loud deafening roar from a distance. Tian Long smiled and thought. 'Finally, a Level-3 beast or maybe even a Level-4? You can be my last prey as I reach the Master stage.'

He then used the {Luminous Flash Art} as his body started radiating golden beams and with a blink of an eye, he was gone from his spot as he ran deeper into the heart of the forest.

Roarrr!! ROARR!!!!! ROARRRRRR!
While running deep inside the forest, he could hear numerous amount of howls and screams, he smiled and thought. 'Perfect, with those demonic beasts I'll surely get a good amount of exp after entering the Master realm.'

He didn't know that he would meet someone there. Someone he would consider the most important thing in his life, in the future.

This novel has been rebooted, look up Apex System if you're interested in reading the new version!

The first thing Luo modified in 'Fake Heart, Real Heart' is the fact that the real heart takes over the fake heart, even though to have the most real experience of the Dao, the real heart must experience the Dao.  

 

In reality, when Luo got this art, he felt it instinctively that this art was incomplete, Luo had read so many arts that he developed instinct within it, as long it's an art he can quickly deduce and perfect it by instinct. Since he was curious, he used his instinct to slowly immerse himself in a semi-enlightenment state that he created to complete it. The art completed was already unmatchable by the previous version of the art. 

 

But he never thought that the art that he completed was this crazy. So, he modified it even more, so much that the creator wouldn't recognize this art because Luo added his own experience, the experience of a semi-Enlighted Half-Step Universe Dao Realm old monster.  

 

Luo made a safer version of the art to begin, he didn't want to more bad surprise, he had enough already. Luo slowly created a fake heart, His real heart slowly darkened, the concept of mind represented by heart was already abstract but since Luo got into lucky enlightenment when he completed this art, he was extremely familiar with the way this art worked.  

 

Luo's eyes slowly opened but they were different, like really too different, it was as if it wasn't Luo anymore. Because the eyes that opened were just too young. It was the eyes of an inexperienced youth.  

 

The experienced eyes of Luo were replaced by inexperienced, the feeling Luo gave off before using the art was simply too different. The real Luo had a natural oppressive air, even when Luo was a child in the Gaza Empire's imperial road, everyone felt an arrogance of noble emitting from Luo's body, but right now the feeling disappeared.  

 

Right now, the icy cold expression of Luo's face was replaced by a slightly confused expression. But then the icy cold expression returned even though the aura accompanying the icy cold expression was absent.  

 

'Weird, the art worked but I don't feel much change, but I am sure that the art worked' Luo slowly got up, Luo's current body had an extremely pale complexion, the robe that Luo currently wore was slightly loose and we could define bone, yes defined bone, not muscle.  

 

Luo's body was so skinny that the bones were clear. Luo got up slowly, his steps were steady even though just getting up made Luo even paler. The wolf outside the cave got up and it seemed that the three other wolves returned since the sound of them getting up could be heard outside of the cave.  

 

The night was dark, a bit later a fire was made with the bunch of wooden twigs that the wolves brought back, and Luo roasted the meat a bit before wolfing them down.  

 

As Luo slowly ate the meat, he felt extremely weird, it was as if everything was clear and unclear.  

'Dao of Eating', 'Dao of Breathing', 'Dao of Walking', 'Way of the Wolf' 

'So, there is even Dao which are this useless, well maybe if I ranked up these Dao at the Universe Dao Realm by undergoing the World, Galactic, Cosmos, and Universe tribulation they will become a bit more useful but right now, I can't even use these Dao to refine my own body. Maybe the Universe Dao of Breathing can be capable of cutting the breath of every single being in the Universe but right now it couldn't be more useless'  

 

'But it still feels wrong, even though these Dao can make the brain feel heavier it can't make me go crazy' as those thoughts ran through Luo's brain, Luo's eyes widened as he saw the fire roasting the meat.  

 

'Dao of Roasting', 'Fire Dao', 'Dao of Burning', 'I understand, I understand, I just have to see something to understand a minor concept, but these concepts are near infinite, until now I only have gotten up and walked up to the fire and ate but I already understood seven Daos.' A chill went down Luo's spine as Luo thought about the only the number of actions he made and the number of Dao he comprehended.  

 

Luo slowly moved his head toward the dark forest. And immediately his brain froze, and a bit of blood came out from his nose.  

 

'Dao of Trees', 'Dao of Forest', 'Dao of rock', 'Dao of the eye', 'Dao of Roots', 'Dao of Darkness', 'Dao of shadow'…  

 

Immediately Luo shut his five sense but the Dao that got inside himself in that short glance still slowly made its way toward his heart. 'Dao of Wind', 'Dao of light mist', 'Dao, Dao, Dao, Dao, Dao'…  

 

Luo slowed down his breath until his breath was non-existent.  

 

A few hours later, Luo opened his eyes, 'just a glance, a single glance, and more than hundred Dao came toward me, I even felt those Major and Minor Dao, even the Dao that are ranked up in the bottom of the Minor Dao'  

 

'Let's understand all those Dao, one by one'  

 

Luo opened up his five sense and immediately he ordered the 4 wolves to hunt down food, then Luo slowly meditated, Luo spent at most 1 hour with his five sense opened up.  

 

Luo simply didn't dare to open it more. Luo's daily routine consisted of eating, sleeping, then comprehending Dao for the rest of day. Luo was still mortal so sleep was primordial, the more he used his brain, the more sleep he needed. 

 

And this routine continued for two years, and slowly Luo understood a lot of truth he didn't understand before, and Luo's control over his domain increased.  

 

'Dao of rock, Rock can be heavy or light, but as long as it exists its unmovable, a light rock needs a heavy strike to be destroyed and heavy rock need a heavier strike to be destroyed, the rock can be slowly destroyed by a lot of light strikes if the light strike is accompanied by time. Rock endure the light of the sun and the darkness of the night, they endure both wind and rain.'  

 

This was the daily routine of Luo for nearly two years until he understood most daily Dao, even though Luo felt that if he was in another place he would need to do this once again.  

 

Luo felt that he can undergo another year of meditation but he would still have a lot of Dao to understand. But today something weird happened one of the wolves that accompanied for almost two years came back with an arrow pierced on his stomach.

Blood shall rain down as the Blood Wolf ascend.
I hope to make a novel where Mc live multiple lives, where he has to do a concept (ascending). So basically each volume will be like a mini story in itself.  except for the first, fifth, eleventh, nineteenth and twenty-ninth volume. Why ? idk read the story. they will also be a lot longer! 
Also, he won't be Wolf each time! you will understand why I use wolf if you read the novel.
Except for the picture, everything else comes from me!

no guaranteed chapter because I can't guarantee anything

Only people like Happy, who had extraordinary memories, could be able to recognize a person's martial arts and the background of that martial art based on the different skills the person used by linking them to the skills in his memories. 
It was also because of this that Happy was incredible shocked and his expression grew solemn when before he had been very relaxed!
Reversed Dual Swordplay was completely different from True Dual Swordplay. 
True Dual Swordplay was a traditional and general martial art. Each of its skills was predictable, and its focus was on training the body. It had limited lethality. However, as a high-tier martial arts, Reverse Dual Swordplay was just like any other high-tier martial arts despite having extremely low requirements to learn and was created for the sake of killing. 
Each of its attacks went for an angle no one could fend against, and it aimed for the most vital spots on the human body. No one could defend against this martial art when the entire set of skills was executed. If they let down their guard even in the slightest, they would die on the spot. 
Also, if the fighting power of a high-tier martial art was like that of a modern firearm, then the fighting power of a low-tier martial art was like a premodern combat weapon like broadswords, longspears, and the like. The difference in strength between the two was incredibly clear. 
It was just plain suicide for person using a low-tier martial art to go up against a high-tier martial art!
Even though the level of Orochimaru's Reverse Dual Swordplay was not high, his lethality, speed, and Body Movement were not something that an amateur who had just reached Gate Realm could handle. One Circle might seem to not be danger on the stage, but in truth, if he did not rely on Iron Shirt's extremely powerful defense, he would have been killed by Orochimaru a long time ago. 
By then, One Circle was already drenched in sweat. The gashes on his body were deeper than before. If this lasted for a little longer, Orochimaru would get a thorough grasp of all of his weaknesses and find the weakness of Iron Shirt. Then, One Circle would lose!
When he saw this, the relaxed look on Happy's face was completely gone. In its place was a solemness and amazement that had never appeared on his face before. 
It has to be known that if a person wanted to practice a high-tier martial art, not only would they need to have the corresponding martial art in Grandmaster Realm, their qi realm, innate attributes, and all the other requirements had to meet the requirements before could practice that martial art!
Even though World of Martial Arts had been launched for nearly three months, and in Happy's memories of his previous life, there had been one player who had reached Gate Realm within one month and Blessed Realm within one and a half months (he was the fastest player to reach both realms), when the game had just been launched, all the players groped about in the dark and had zero experience about the game. They did not have the walkthroughs that appeared later on and or any experience in how to proceed. Hence, if he could reach Blessed Realm within such a short period of time, that would mean that Orochimaru was actually a very terrifying person. 
If Happy did not exist, there would be no one who could stop Orochimaru from reaching the top spot in the ranking board for the powerful in South China Martial Arts Ranking Board!
Naturally, Happy did not have absolute confidence that he could win against Orochimaru now, since he had a high-tier martial art. 
But fortunately, he noticed it early on. 
If he only noticed this when they fought against each other, it would have been tragic!
No matter which high-tier martial art a person had, they could counter all low-tier martial arts. Even if he had a lot of experience, there was still more than a 70% chance that he would die in Orochimaru's hands if he wanted to win against him using his experience with low-tier martial arts. 
Happy was silent. He felt embarrassed. 
He originally thought that since he returned to the past, he would, without a doubt, stand at the top of World of Martial Arts with his three years of experience in the game. But by the looks of it now, there might be quite a number of people who were as powerful as Orochimaru, but had simply decided to keep a low profile. 
As he became vigilant, the victor between Orochimaru and One Circle was finally decided. 
Qi was required to keep Iron Shirt activated. Besides, he used it to defend against a high-tier martial art. After lasting for a few minutes, One Circle was covered in internal injuries. When he noticed that he had run out of qi, he admitted defeat and ended the battle in a stroke of wisdom. 
However, judging by Orochimaru's expression, he had not had his fill of the battle. He glared at the fatty who returned to the space for the audience with a dark look. After some time, he noticed Happy, who had appeared at the bottom of the stage after having ended his fight in Group A a long time ago. 
"Hmph!" Orochimaru snorted coldly and went for his last opponent in Group B—Glutinous Rice! 
'Very good.'
Happy knew that Orochimaru did not regard anyone as his equal because he had the fact that he was at Blessed Realm hidden and because he had a high-tier martial art as his killing weapon. Happy was also happy that the man thought of things this way. 
The more the man underestimated him, the higher Happy's chances of winning became. 
However, when he noticed that Orochimaru's last opponent was his first opponent in the tournament, he could not help but rise an eyebrow, and a solemn expression showed up on his face. 
The girl hadn't had a chance to show her strength to him because Happy had attacked too quickly and viciously. Now, he could see just what sort of abilities this Glutinous Rice had that allowed her to win against multiple opponents and stand among the University of South China's top ten players. 
*****
Before Happy had even looked at Glutinous Rice, she had noticed the masked boy under the stage. This was the bastard who had made her lose terribly for the first time ever in World of Martial Arts, and it was even during the first round of the first fight in the martial arts tournament. She did not even manage to parry one of his attacks before she was kicked off the stage. 
The moment she lost the fight, the bastard hadn't even looked at her!
It was the first time she was underestimated by a boy in such a manner. Her whole existence had been ignored…
It was like a stain she could not get rid of from her life, and it made her incredibly angry and upset. From then on, she swore in her heart that as long as she had the chance, she would definitely take revenge for herself.
No matter who stood in front of her, she would defeat all her enemies and stand in front of that bastard again. She would make him look her in the eye and acknowledge her abilities! She would make him remember her name!
Glutinous Rice looked away and stood in front of Orochimaru.
One moment ago, this opponent had given her unprecedented pressure, and she felt as if she had no hope of winning, but Happy's arrival had ignited her fighting spirit again, and she burned with an indomitable will for revenge!
Curiosity lit up in Orochimaru's eyes. 
Just a moment ago, he had sensed that the girl had lost all her fighting spirit. It was a surprise to him when in the blink of an eye, she emanated a great murderous aura. It was interesting. 
His swords flashed. Orochimaru quickly squashed down his curiosity and put on a brutal sneer. 
After all, he was only two fights away from seizing the title of the strongest among all the players from the University of South China. He might as well leave behind an even more interesting show for his juniors to remember his name. 
Right at the start of the battle, Orochimaru pounced on Glutinous Rice like a phantom!
He was so quick that it was shocking. 
However, after Glutinous Rice experienced her first devastating failure, she learned what swift battles were from Happy, and from the moment she moved out from among the audience, her entire mind and soul were in battle mode. Hence, even though she felt that Orochimaru's momentum was imposing and aggressive, she did not panic. 
She flicked her wrist, and the shadows of white swords instantly appeared in rows. They looked like waves while they overlapped each other to stand in front of her. They resembled a shield formed by sword glares, and they appeared just in time to seal Orochimauru's first wave of attacks. He was forced to bypass the swords to reach her. 
"Chaotic Cloaked Sword!"
The sword shadows were like the waves in the sea. They were endless and roared while they traveled forward. They showed a beautiful but dangerous picture on the stage, and Happy's eyes lit up when he saw this. Surprise appeared on his face. 
Emei Sect's Chaotic Cloaked Sword specialized in using gentle moves to counter fierce attacks, along with using slow movements to counter swift attacks. By the looks of it, Glutinous Rice had not just entered Grandmaster Realm with this martial art, but had also understood its essence!
Her heart and soul were one with the sword...
'Orochimari might need to spend some effort to win this fight.' 
Happy found something in Glutinous Rice that astonished and amazed him. 
　　


When he returned to the World of Martial Arts, the game was filled with blood and battles! Chen Kaixin had chased after the footsteps of the one emperor, two empresses, three princes, seven dukes, and thirteen aces for three years, but during the eve of the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua, he was ambushed by evil bastards, and was killed so much that his level dropped to that of a newbie. He completely lost the chance to join the ranks of the powerful players in the game! In great disappointment, Kaixin quit the game and got drunk so that he could forget his sadness, but during that stormy night, Chen Kaixin found that he had actually dreamed for a total of three years, because when he woke up again, he woke up to three years ago, when he was still a student. 

"Huatian Palace is not like us. They have that existence behind them. In terms of resources, they will certainly have sufficient amounts. A mere spiritual fire would not catch their eye at all."
"Yeah, that sounds right. I guessed that Huatian Palace would not bother with this. After all, their channels for resources, compared to ours, are as different as heaven and earth."
Once Huatian Palace was brought up, the expressions of everyone present seemed to have changed. Such a huge faction had been suppressing them for far too long. It made them shudder at the mention of its name, not daring to confront them face-to-face.
"Despicable. If the interface channels weren't sealed and we could not contact the other side, how could Huatian Palace have bullied us for so many years? However, now things are different from before. It will not be long before the seal disappears. The interface channels will be completely activated. When that time comes, I wish to see if Huatian Palace can remain arrogant." Wei Chifeng coldly snorted. His aura went out of control. A gale blew past and all the trees within a hundred meters of them were uprooted. The pressure that he gave out with just this action was terrifying.
"Master Wei, every dog has its day. The Huatian Palace will not be arrogant for long. The rise of our Demonic Sky is unstoppable." The short elder was called Zhou Xinqian. He was an unparalleled strong practitioner at the pinnacle of Golden Elixir realm. Him being in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension was surely terrifying. However, for this mission, he was not the leader. Instead, the mission was led by a Martial Arts Grandmaster. From this, one could tell how much Demonic Sky valued this mission.
"Let's go. That's not what we should care about. Our mission is to tame the spiritual fire. Only success is allowed for this mission. Failure is unacceptable." Wei Chifeng waved his sleeves. All those trees which had been uprooted seemed to be controlled by some sort of force, flying up and returning slowly to their original positions. One by one, they were planted back into their original positions, as though nothing had happened.
"Perhaps I can meet quite a few old friends." Wei Chifeng stared at the mountains and valleys far away, then his silhouette disappeared quickly among the woods. Those men in crimson robes disappeared one by one too.
At dusk, Mo Wen, riding the Flaming Dragon Colt, finally reached the Tan Zi Beast Lair. The entrance of the Tan Zi Beast Lair was situated on a peak. The entrance was humongous, like a large gaping mouth on the mountain that could swallow up the mountain forest.
Opposite this mountain peak was another peak. However, this peak was not tall, only average like the peaks around the area. Its top was wide and flat, like a very large plaza. From the side, it seemed as though a sword had cleaved the top off cleanly.
This peak was known as Cropped Top Mountain. It was the favorite spot for ancient martial art practitioners to set up camp before heading to the Tan Zi Beast Lair.
Mo Wen looked towards the Cropped Top Mountain. Right now, crowds of people were on the peak. At a glance, there were at least a few hundred ancient martial art practitioners walking around on top of the peak. On the flat ground, many tents were set up in clusters of three to five to form a campsite.
These people must be the ancient martial art practitioners who had rushed over from the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. In the space of just a few days, more than ten sects had gathered here.
Mo Wen found it strange. No matter how attractive the spiritual fire was, it was impossible for it to attract so many ancient martial art practitioners. Also, there was only one spiritual fire. In a competition of the strongest, the minor ancient martial arts sects would almost certainly have no chance of taking it.
But the current situation was that not only were there more than ten ancient martial art practitioner sects here, the number of ancient martial art practitioners was also not small. Many were even Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial art practitioners, without even Embryonic Breathing realm cultivation.
Such ancient martial art practitioners would most likely not be able to withstand the temperature of the spiritual fire, let alone actually be able to claim it. These sort of ancient martial art practitioners could be said to be useless. Yet, right now so many had come.
Mo Wen's eyes looked doubtful. With a pull of the reins, the Flaming Dragon Colt dashed to the top of Cropped Top Mountain in one leap. Mo Wen was not planning on heading into the Tan Zi Beast Lair immediately. He wanted to first investigate the current situation. After all, he was unfamiliar with the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, and even more unfamiliar with the Tan Zi Beast Lair.
"Flaming Dragon Colt!"
"Heavens, that's a Flaming Dragon Colt…"
"Who is that person? He sure has courage to actually dare to ride a Flaming Dragon Colt and appear in the Flame Barren Savage Lands. Is he not afraid that something will happen to the Flaming Dragon Colt if he is careless?"
"He is so young. Which powerful ancient martial arts sect is this young master from?"
Once Mo Wen appeared on Cropped Top Mountain, he immediately drew the gazes of many ancient martial art practitioners. Some of the gazes were of admiration, some were of jealousy, and some were the worshipping gazes of young maidens. Riding the Flaming Dragon Colt gave the impression that Mo Wen was somewhat high and mighty.
Mo Wen felt some consternation. He never imagined that the Flaming Dragon Colt would cause such a sensation. Before this, that woman dressed in black had tried to snatch it from his hands. Now, it was bringing him so much attention. In reality, Mo Wen did not know the value and significance of the Flaming Dragon Colt in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. He thought that Chen Zi just gave him a tool to ride on, never imagining that it was a rare treasure.
"Hello, I am called Meng Tiantian. We have met before." A silhouette appeared before Mo Wen. It was a young maiden. She was young and had a sweet smile. Her cute appearance was very lovable.
"I am Mo Wen." Mo Wen nodded his head. This young maiden was from the group of people who had been riding on the back of the gigantic bird earlier. They seemed to be members of the Purple Qi Sect.
"How did you escape from Yin Banshuang's badgering?" Meng Tiantian looked at Mo Wen curiously. In reality, she was traveling with her master. She had just arrived on Cropped Top Mountain when she discovered Mo Wen had also appeared. Hence, she came over curiously. Hadn't his Flaming Dragon Colt caught the eye of Yin Banshuang? How had he appeared unharmed here now? He seemed to be fine and also the Flaming Dragon Colt had not been taken from him.
"She saw that I was extraordinarily handsome, then she let me go." Mo Wen said with a smile. So, that arrogant woman was called Yin Banshuang.
Meng Tiantian blinked, her big eyes bearing a doubtful look as she sized Mo Wen up for a while. Her little head still could not understand how Yin Banshuang would let this youth go just because he was handsome. What part of this youth was extraordinarily handsome? He wasn't even as dashing as her sect senior brother.
"Are you a member of the Purple Qi Pavilion?" Mo Wen asked. He naturally would not miss the opportunity to gather some information.
"Of course." Meng Tiantian's eyes flashed with a glint of pride. As a member of the Purple Qi Pavilion, it was naturally a matter to be proud of, even more so when her master was one of the three pavilion leaders in the Purple Qi Pavilion.
"Why have you come to the Tan Zi Beast Lair? Are you also here to snatch the spiritual fire?" Mo Wen pretended to ask curiously.
"My sect senior brother and I are out to learn through experience. My master does not allow us to go snatch the spiritual fire, saying something along the lines of it is something we should not be snatching." Meng Tiantian pouted, seemingly dissatisfied that her master had ordered them not to snatch the spiritual fire. She did not understand why; with their Purple Qi Pavilion's ability, they could have taken the spiritual fire. In the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, their Purple Qi Pavilion was afraid of no one.
"Learning through experience? Are all those ancient martial art practitioners here to learn through experience?" A glint of clarity flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. It would make sense for them to be here to learn through experience. Otherwise, wouldn't it be seeking death for a young lady like her to be here to snatch the spiritual fire? The spiritual fire itself was a dangerous item. At least 99.9% of the ancient martial art practitioners on the Cropped Top Mountain could only be used as sacrifices.
However, was it common for people to learn through experience in groups? There were at least tens of ancient martial art sects on top of the Cropped Top Mountain. Furthermore, the number was still increasing.
"Some yes, some no. Many ancient martial art practitioners are here for profits. There are many treasures in the Tan Zi Beast Lair. Look over there." Meng Tiantian pointed towards an empty space at the center of the mountain top. There were many people gathered there.
So it turned out, this time, the reason why so many ancient martial art practitioners were attracted to come here was not because of the spiritual fire, but rather the treasures in the Tan Zi Beast Lair.
The Tan Zi Beast Lair, as one of the Five Great Beast Lairs, naturally would have many treasures that the ancient martial art practitioners dreamt about. Normally, people who could reach the Tan Zi Beast Lair were ancient martial art practitioners with at least Embryonic Breathing realm cultivation. Furthermore, even if an Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial art practitioner could venture into the Tan Zi Beast Lair, his probability of coming out alive was tiny.
It was because the Tan Zi Beast Lair was located in the Flame Barren Savage Lands. Not only did ancient martial art practitioners have to face the dangers of the Beast Lair, but they also had to face the perils of the Savage Lands at the same time.
Many times, the ancient martial art practitioners who intended to venture into the Tan Zi Beast Lair would die halfway before they even made it there.
This time, because of the spiritual fire, all the major ancient martial art factions in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension had mobilized. With so many ancient martial art practitioner teams heading to the Tan Zi Beast Lair, the danger would be greatly reduced. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Although the monstrous beasts had low intelligence, their innate survival instinct could help them determine whether or not there was danger. Once the warning signs of danger appeared, they would certainly not dare to simply approach. Since so many ancient martial art practitioners had gathered on Cropped Top Mountain, the monstrous beasts within a hundred mile radius would most likely not dare to approach or act violently.
Rumor had it that the Tan Zi Beast Lair extended deep underground for a total of nine levels. Every level downwards got more and more dangerous. Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial art practitioners could only move around the first three levels. If they dared to venture into the fourth level, they would certainly die.
Even Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners normally wouldn't dare to venture too deep into the Tan Zi Beast Lair. Since the history of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension had begun, nobody had set foot in the ninth level of Tan Zi Beast Lair. Therefore, to some extent, the saying that the Tan Zi Beast Lair had nine levels was merely people's conjecture. It was because nobody knew whether there was another level below the eighth level.
A long time ago, there was once a Martial Arts Grandmaster who went to the eighth level of Tan Zi Beast Lair and successfully came out alive. He once said that the eighth level of the Tan Zi Beast Lair was not the final level. There was still another level below it. Because of what he said, others started saying that the Tan Zi Beast Lair to have nine levels.
The direction that Meng Tiantian pointed to was a free trade market. Many ancient martial art practitioners had set up stalls there. They were selling all sorts of weird stuff. One could find almost anything there.
"Those vendors are people who have earned some good stuff from the Tan Zi Beast Lair. But the items they got are of no use to them, so they gathered together and traded them with others," Meng Tiantian said as she explained.
The reason why so many ancient martial art practitioners were drawn to this place was that the Tan Zi Beast Lair, for them, was a treasure trove. Even the first level had lots of good stuff that many ancient martial art practitioners dreamt of having.


In his past lifetime, he was an exceptional prodigy who practiced both medicine and martial arts. In this lifetime, on earth, he used his superb medical expertise and extreme martial arts achievements from his past lifetime to excel in the medical field and the ancient martial arts world. He moved his way towards the pinnacle!

A fine youngster, who had been frequently looked down upon due to his poverty, had gone through the cold and warmth of this world to lament laughingly that life was merely so. However, he accidentally awakened the memory of his past lifetime. Since then, for three incarnations, he enjoyed prosperity.

Daisy mentioned the precious jewels that she kept for Simone, but Morgana told her to keep it for the meantime. She said that they don't have to sell any of the precious jewels yet, for they still have money on the bank that they could use whenever the need for money arises. 

She then open the system interface and started scrolling through the system's inventory, she found that she already accumulated lots of experience points from years of accomplishing missions. 

She also accumulated tons of experience points from all the targets accomplish and bodyguards that she killed, as well as all the guns and ammunition that she exchanges with the system for experience points. 

As she browses the system interface, she opened the level up system and read the introduction of the new level that she acquired from completing the recent mission. 

After reading the introduction and learning about how her new level works as a villainess she then opens the reward gift package from the system... 
She saw a bunch of ancient words in it, and when she asked the system to claim the reward all the ancient words flew out from the system interface directly into her eyes. After a few minutes, she absorbed the ancient words that turn out to be an ancient skill or art of creating a thunder and lightning by compressing the air into a space and creating lightnings by pushing it along with the compressed air and cold wind. 

The cold wind and compressed air would create friction and lightning when pushed together in the same space and at the same time. the sound of it would eventually result in a thunder.

 After mastering the art a person could use it as a lightning weapon to hit the enemy and turned them into ashes. 

After absorbing the ancient art, Morgana looks at the profile information of her new target in the system interface. 

The target picture is at the front line of its information. The man looks about 40 years old fat and baldy, according to his profile he has a home base in Tijuana Mexico where he operates his drugs and weapons dealings. 

He lived there with his wife Maria 28 years old and only daughter Niña who turned 4 years old last month.

Morgana a beautiful wicked sinister young lady hated and envied by many women for having an affair with the handsome and delectable CEO of the ETNOMAS CORPORATION, with her cynical and wicked ways.... 

she woke up one morning to find herself with something buzzing on her head.... upon checking it out, she found out it was some kind of a system that will help her level up to make her dreams come true ......

she became rich and a leader of an international organization with assassinating mission... .with her dark secret 


will she stay at the dark side being a villainess  and forget all about the system for her Lover 


or will she struggle to fight and change???

　　A few days passed since the fight happened. Qing Shui's life continued with its routines. He felt a lack in his skills when he arrived in the Greencloud City. Xiantian experts appeared one in ten thousand. The population of nine continent was immeasurably large, so it was not strange to meet those people, especially in the Continent's Capital.
　　He expected Martial Kings to be everywhere, and imagined Xiantians to be worthless. It was no longer surprising that as one reached a certain high level, the people he met changed. Of course, there would be coincidences. It was just like how Qing Shui had known that Qinghan Ye's grandfather was a Martial King, and how he would not have discovered it if not for his own capabilities.
　　Other than the normal training, Qing Shui depended on his Ancient Art of Forging. He eventually discovered that the effects of his primordial flames were the best. It was a discovery out of the blue, but at the same time, it allowed Qing Shui to realise whatever he knew. He would learn that it would align in the core of the Ancient Strengthening Technique.
　　Till now, Qing Shui had not understood what level forging in the nine continents had reached. However, he would randomly spot martial artists donned in full armour suits. From afar, there was a variety of armours: silvery and gleaming, golden, dull and dreary, or duo-toned and colorful…
　　There was a heavy armour with especially strong defence. Special gold was also used for good and heavy armour, which enabled one to neutralise some, or all of an attack. In principle, it would offset a part of the attack, but weak attackers might not produce any harm at all. Because of this principle, every martial artist in the nine continents hoped to have the legendary, god-level armour suit.
　　Qing Shui did not know how powerful his Ancient Art of Forging was, but he believed it was higher than the forging skill level in the nine continents. However, the main problem was the materials, as QIng Shui knew that some materials needed to create the armour were impossible to acquire.
　　Qing Shui had been researching the Ancient Art of Forging during these few days in the Realm of the Violet Immortal. He reached the conclusion that it was the same as Alchemy. It required proficiency, but unlike Alchemy, attaining the prescription did not solely depend on experience. One could immediately start cultivating when materials were gathered.
　　The Ancient Art of Forging had no formula, only techniques. One could cultivate whatever he wanted. However, the lack of experience may result in a higher rate of failure, and even if it succeeded, the quality would be low.
　　Experience… experience was needed again. Alchemy needed experience, and eventually its enormous amount led him to feel uneasy. That cycle for Ancient Strengthening Technique was so difficult to train, especially breaking through the barrier.
　　Now with Ancient Art of Forging, Qing Shui thought that there would also be a great difference in levels amongst forging, stitching, alchemy, gem synthesizing, smelting, and insetting.
　　Even at the last part, there was no hint of the level. He decided to buy a few cauldrons such as the smelting cauldron, blacksmith cauldron, and sewing work table…
　　Qing Shui had high expectations of the things he was going to forge in the future. For example, wearing the boots forged through the Ancient Art of Forging could greatly increase speed and attack. Donning armour suits forged through the Ancient Art of Forging could enhance defence endurance, and the powerful additional attributes. Honestly, Qing Shui mostly looked forward to see whether the items he forged would have special skill and some rare attributes.
　　Thinking about special skill, they were special skills that were exceptionally potent. While one could incur minor damage, major harm would be casted on the enemy and potentially turn the tables on the current situation.
　　Qing Shui's chest grew hot just thinking about the special skill. Even if a defenceless armour was forged, there would still be a chance of special skill appearing. Anyways, his current goal now was to obtain special skill. He thought of the most powerful and defiant stunt – Deliverance by the Barge of Mercy by the Buddhists!
　　Deliverance by the Barge of Mercy enabled everyone in a certain range to be revived without any injuries. Their state was returned to when they were the strongest. The one performing the skill, however, would be reduced to a common man. He would need some precious medicinal herbs or pellets within a time period to be healed.
　　If one had this skill of Deliverance by the Barge of Mercy, the effects would definitely change. It was too miraculous and almost impossible, hence Qing Shui did not doubt the authenticity of its marvelous effects.
　　Also, for the Revival and Spell of Spirit Resurgence, Qing Shui did not know what to think. The nine continents had rumours of the art of reviving. The Central City had an alchemist who knew the art of Revival, but it had a condition that one must not be dead for more than an hour. As for its authenticity, it was from rumours, but Qing Shui was still hopeful. After all, many incredible things had already happened to him; the old him would never believed any of it.
　　Although the rumours seemed exaggerated, Qing Shui felt they were not all groundless. As for his special skill, he thought that they were also some form of powerful martial technique, but he was not sure what was required to obtain special skill.
　　Among the special skill, Peace of the Four Seas was an exceptional technique. After wielding it, an appointed person in a specific range would be healed 20% of his injuries. Qing Shui guessed the stunt could be performed via gleaming armour suits and accessories that stimulated a mystical ranged ability just like certain mystical gems. Perhaps, it could be a supplementary ability generated from the one that performed the skill and directed to the appointed person.
　　Another marvelous stunt that Qing Shui yearned for was Crystal Clear Execution, which could eradicate all abnormal conditions, like poisoning or disillusionment from mystical skills, of an appointed person in a specific range within a moment. It could also heal 10% of one's injuries.
　　Many thoughts came to Qing Shui's mind. The more he thought, the more insanely powerful he thought they were. Whether the special skill appeared or not was not the issue. Even if they did appear, Qing Shui was sure they would be different from what he imagined.
　　What Qing Shui had thought of were all insane and incredible special skill. Most were mainly ranged healing, like Revival and Deliverance by the Barge of Mercy which would probably never appear in his mind. Instantly reviving someone within a range was too miraculous. As magical as the world of nine continents and the capabilities of human beings were, they were all only human.
　　Besides the special skill that increased attack, these were the more practical special skill that Qing Shui was keen on that might appear.
　　Beastly Strength. Qing Shui was especially keen on this. It was similar to the supplementary force of Heavenly Thunder Slash, and could increase more than 30% of one's attack.
　　Qing Shui drooled just by thinking about it. It was so beastly. Another one was Weakness Destroyer. It similarly enhanced attack, and those who had powerful fleshy bodies. This technique specialized in penetrating through heavy armour.
　　Whistling Execution was a stunt that augmented speed. Qing Shui knew that speed was a good thing in the world of nine continents.
　　Others included the Art of Armour Penetration and Armour of Brilliance. The former greatly damaged the opponent's defence and strength of his physical body, The other markedly increased one's ability to resist major forces!
　　Qing Shui shook his head, and stopped thinking about it. He could not wait to use all of that. It was a pity none of them were remotely close to appearing. A thing such as a stunt may not even exist.
　　The higher one's expectations was, the greater one's disappointment and sense of loss was. Qing Shui quickly tossed away these tempting thoughts to save himself from dying from the sense of loss.
　　A few days passed, and Qing Shui's thoughts ran wild again. He decided to buy a blacksmith's shop. Initially, he had planned to buy a set of cauldrons for forging and smelting, and some tools like hammers. However, he thought of forging iron in the day at a blacksmith's shop, and most importantly purchasing some special metal.
　　He would trade using medicinal pellets when he could not afford it. He had prepared some medicinal pellets. The affordable common ones would be bought using cash, and the items he forged in the day could also be sold.
　　Qing Shui thought it was doable, and interacting with more people could also build his experience. It might be of use to his cultivation of martial art techniques.
　　"Qing Shui, what are you doing muddling along like that?"
　　Qing Shui's train of thought was broken. Hearing that charming and husky voice, he knew it was Huoyun Liu-Li. These days Qing Shui realised she was treating him like how she did at Earthly Paradise.
　　"I'm thinking of opening a blacksmith shop, do you want to be the proprietress?" Qing Shui chuckled.
　　Huoyun Liu-Li heard those words and was shocked. Her phoenix eyes on that attractive face looked at Qing Shui with a misty look of spring.
　　"This volatile woman, are you asking for my life?" Qing Shui thought inwardly.
　　"Qing Shui, are you really planning on opening a blacksmith shop?" Huoyun Liuli looked at him strangely. It was normal that her eyes were filled with surprise, but there was also a bright gleam like the joy of a memory.
　　He and Huoyun Liu-Li met in a blacksmith shop. Looking at her eyes, Qing Shui thought she might have recalled their first encounter, and even he felt a little dreamy.
　　"It takes a hundred years of effort to cross by the same ferryboat, but a thousand years of effort to sleep on the same pillow. Liuli, how many years do you think we took?" Qing Shui realised they indeed had some affinity; he had thought that they would never have a chance to meet after he arrived at Cang Lang Country.
　　Fate is truly amazing. It often appears when least expected, and accompanies joy. The moment when Qing Shui saw Huoyun Liuli at Earthly Paradise, he knew it would be difficult for him to forget her in his lifetime.
　　"Cheap mouth, who took how many years with you?" Huoyun Liuli's heart skipped a beat when she heard Qing Shui, especially when recalling the scenes when Qing Shui gave her a massage and vice versa.
　　"We surely took a hundred years!" Huoyun Liuli turned red thinking. She really liked what QIng Shui said.
　　"Come with me to have a look at the blacksmith shop I bought," Qing Shui looked at the delicate and charming Huoyun Liuli and smiled.
　　"Alright, I'll call Sister Mingyue," Huoyun Liuli replied happily.
　　"It's okay, Big Miss is busy. The two of us will go. It seemed a long time ago since we spent some time together," Qing Shui said gently, though he did not know why he said those words.
　　The sincerity in Qing Shui's words made Huoyun Liuli even confused, especially the phrase about them not spending time together. It made her feel as if they were a married couple who had not seen each other for a long time.
　　"Let's go, I'll let you be the proprietess of the shop, just like when I met you at Hundred Miles City. Until now, I never forgot the moment I saw you. It was wonderful," Qing Shui recalled.
　　Huoyun Liuli heard his words and they made her feel more happy than whatever he had said before. Huoyun Liuli's heart was delicate. Compared to passionate feelings, she preferred the little unexpected warmth.
　　"I won't be your proprietess," Huoyun Liuli whined, and led the way ahead.
　　Qing Shui rubbed his nose and laughed. He quickly caught up to Huoyun Liuli and walked by her side towards the main gate of Cang Hai Clan!
　　It was the first time he walked out of the Cang Hai Clan main gate in a good number of days. He was not intimidated by Fu Xing of the Fu Clan. Although Fu Xing was a Martial King and the strongest of the Fu Clan, Qing Shui was not concerned about him.
　　"Why are you opening a blacksmith shop? Do you know how to forge weapons?" Huoyun Liuli asked as they walked out of the gate. The two of them started a leisurely stroll on the street outside the Cang Hai Mansion.
　　Qing Shui looked at the people around him. He saw great diversity and variety. They were busy with their own work, bustling about to maintain their livelihood or for a better life, and enjoying their own lives.
　　Men are never content, yet they are also content at the same time! Just like Qing Shui, who was never content with his current abilities, would be happy with every small improvement. Not being satisfied with the current state, living amongst many who were beneath oneself, and hoping that success comes with every progress, made everyone live on tenaciously.
　　"Forging. I've learnt it for some time, but never practised it before, heh heh. I'll make you a 'Phoenix Coat' next time, and let you fly freely in the air," Qing Shui joked, bringing out the legendary clothing that was rumoured to be the most beautiful one in the nine continents.
　　"Alright, I will wait for that day," Huoyun Liuli replied, overjoyed. She was truly happy, even though Qing Shui might be giving empty promises. The "Phoenix Coat" was only a legendary item, and could be said to be nonexistent in the nine continents. It was said to be made of phoenix feathers, but would anyone believe that?
　　"Qing Shui, what do you think a person lives for? Why is he less content when he's at a higher position? What does it mean to be blissful?" Huoyun Liuli asked softly after walking for a while.
　　Qing Shui saw that Huoyun Liuli did not look depressed, but a little disappointed. Qing Shui did not know if she was talking about someone else, herself, or even both.
　　"Being sentimental at such a young age, girls who have such thoughts are usually in love with a man," Qing Shui casually remarked.
　　Hearing that, Huoyun Liuli looked dazed, even a little panicky. She had also discovered Qing Shui's shadow in her heart, and had felt herself liking him sometimes.
　　"What nonsense, I don't have anyone I like. Answer me quickly and don't interrupt me. Let me know what you think," Huoyun Liuli rebuked.
　　"What is the purpose of living? There are actually many. Some live for enjoyment like being free of concerns about clothing and food, being addicted to the pleasures of song and women, beating up people they don't like, and intimidating others for his pleasure under the shelter of his ancestors," Qing Shui was reminded of the foppish disciples of certain sects and clans.

A human warrior cultivating the Ancient Strengthening Technique has transcended dimensions and arrived on Kyushu. Together with twelve ravishing beauties with looks that were unmatched in their generation, will he be able to stand on the summit of this world?

This novel is about the main character, named Qing Shui, who transcended dimensions and arrived in the Kyushu continent. Storms of blood and wind, resulting in corpses and bones strewn about are extremely common here. The young warrior Qing Shui forged ahead in his path to cultivate, using 10 years to train himself, only to seek vengeance for the one who had forsaken his mother!

Transferring to sand art from manga took less time than Meng Fan anticipated. He had practiced the night before until 3:00 in the morning and felt that he transferred around +12 to +13 points to his sand art.
Aside from Meng Fan's crazy practice regimen, This was also because transferring his skills meant he didn't have to bottleneck his skills into one profession. As long as he put in the work and improved as he went along, there would be no obstacles.
With +15 drawing skills, Wen Wan felt he was already at her level when she saw his work. But realistically, Meng Fan's drawing skills had already exceeded Wen Wan's, but he was just lacking experience.
Additionally, creativity and storytelling could be compensated by his imagination, but creating the 'mood' wasn't something that could be easily learned. Life in experience and knowledge of the environment was something Meng Fan was lacking compared to Wen Wan.
Therefore, this was the biggest difference between Meng Fan and Wen Wan.
After confirming his schedule for the performance, Meng Fan became more and more shameless. He sweetly looked at Wen Wan and said, "Professor Wen, no matter what, I was still taught by you. If I attend the 11/11 gala, I can't lose face for you right? I'm flying to Shenzhen tomorrow, but I still have time today. Can I get some last-minute coaching please?"
Wen Wan rolled her eyes at Meng Fan. "Qin Jiao was right, you are the definition of "the more familiar you are, the less respect you will show"." She then waved her hand. "You head down first, I'll come down after I'm done with my work."
"Okay."
Meng Fan accepted the scolding and bowed, exaggerating as he backed up. Bang, he hit the door. He shook his bum a few times and continued to retreat.
If he wanted to learn some last-minute techniques, he had to have the right attitude. At least, if he didn't try to make the coach happy, how would he leech their experience?
Experience!
Stage experience was very important.
Meng Fan did not have any sand art performing experience, and it was too late to increase it anywhere else. The best method was to learn from Wen Wan last minute.
Theoretical experience was still experience!
Wen Wan arrived soon after Meng Fan. She brought a notebook and began to share her experiences with Meng Fan after rolling her eyes at him.
Wen Wan had a good impression of Meng Fan from the start as she felt this kid was pretty interesting. He then went on to surprise her with his talent and was genuinely touched by Meng Fan's hard-working attitude. But after finding out Meng Fan just wanted to attend the 11/11 gala… She didn't know what to say at this point anymore.
How could a person understand their own talent to this degree? Was this pure confidence? Or inflation? This was pure shamelessness!
Regardless, she could curse him all she wanted, but she was still happy to see Meng Fan improve.
She was very curious as to how this kid reached this step. No, how this kid reached the step of the 11/11 gala in just a few days.
Wen Wan was sure in the next two days before the 11/11 gala Meng Fan would see even more improvement.
It was possible that he had even exceeded her in skill!
Of course, everything else aside, as an educator in sand art, and an artist who had reached the top of the industry and retired to open her own studio, the greatest thing she could hope for was to see her students improve and exceed her—their teacher!
"I thought about it, and the regular method is not suitable for you. Let's just analyze these cases. I've prepared a few of my previous performances into a dozen or so videos. They contain wonderful performances, fantastic ideas, and performance errors as well as ingenious responses to these accidents..."
Wen Wan played the video and paused it shortly after. Not only did she explain the advantages and disadvantages and precautions to take, but she also described her insights and experiences along the way. Many points were described in detail, while others were glossed over briefly. It was completely catered to Meng Fan's situation.
Meng Fan listened carefully while recording the whole process with his live stream assistant at the same time, so he could check it again whenever he wanted to.
It took from 4:00 pm to 11:00 pm to explain everything contained in all thirty cases.
"Now I really have nothing left to teach you!"
Wen Wan took a deep breath after sighing. She looked at Meng Fan's condition, and then with an exhausted expression, she waved her hand at him. "Alright, looking at your face, it's not possible for you to buy me dinner. Continue! You're really crazy!"
She didn't even bring her notebook as she turned and left the studio.
Meng Fan really wanted to keep learning and felt very embarrassed. "Then professor Wen, I'll treat you to a meal when you're back."
Wen Wan raised her arm and waved it again, not even putting the effort to turn her head.
"What's wrong?"
There were still people left in the studio who could see Wen Wan's expression. They knew she had been in Meng Fan's studio this whole time, but they still couldn't help but be curious.
Ding Quan Kai had entered and watched for a while but left not long after. The reason was simple. He understood everything but couldn't digest it. The information Wen Wan spoke of wasn't something to be missed. But it contained a lot of information, and if one listened carefully, one's head would explode.
Hence, Ding Quan Kai unwillingly left. It was too much to bear.
Seeing Wen Wan leave the room with a "seen it all" expression, he asked, "Did you get shocked again! The iron hero is a monster!"
Everyone watching knew why she looked so wrung out for they were amazed. They were angry!
The studio that usually closed at 10:00 pm still had people practicing at 11:00 pm. They didn't have the talent, so they have to compensate with hard work.
"I have to head to Shenzhen, so I won't be running today."
The next day, Meng Fan woke up early and sent Wu Tong a WeChat. Then he called Xing Ta Ge, confirming their plans.
Xing Ta Ge cursed as he yawned, climbing out of bed. He then drove into the neighborhood and helped Meng Fan move his drawing supplies into the car.
Meng Fan forced two cups of coffee down Xing Ta Ge, and they drove off to the airport.
After checking in and dropping off their bags, Meng Fan rode the 7:30 am flight to Shenzhen.
A plane!
This was Meng Fan's first time riding a plane since his reincarnation. His heart was panic-stricken. Even though he knew that there wouldn't be a hijacking in China, he was still worried.
He had to overcome it!
He couldn't avoid planes for the rest of his life!
In two and a half hours, the flight landed smoothly. Meng Fan took off his hat.
He would be lying if he said he was not scared. The hat kept him safe!
Bai Zhi had scheduled someone to pick him up. They headed for the hotel first as the rehearsal was scheduled for the afternoon.
This hotel had been fully booked for the 11/11 gala. Meng Fan could find an employee everywhere he looked, including musicians, dancers, and actors. He had also run into some celebrities, all of whom Meng Fan knew.
Bai Zhi and Su Qing Cen had just woken up at this time and were eating breakfast at the cafeteria when Meng Fan was brought over.
Bai Zhi's face was dark?
Meng Fan looked closer to see who was sitting in front of her.
Zhu Yu, the same singer who publicly announced his fake relationship with Bai Zhi to boost himself. What event did they meet at again? He had harassed Bai Zhi on the red carpet and was tripped by Meng Fan as he entered the venue.
It seemed like he was harassing her again.
What kind of B.S. was this?
For him to run into such an event!
Meng Fan thought about it. Shouldn't he follow the lead of internet novels and smack him across the face?
Bam!
Before Meng Fan could process it, the angered Bai Zhi raised her glass and poured her juice on his face, with great force and loudly as well, spilling the liquid everywhere.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Art healed a few of the Aurors who were injured. They thanked him and Art stared at Joel who was still taking care of Rachel. 

"What?" Joel finally asked in annoyance. 

"You going to let me heal your arm? You might be able to take better care of her." Art gave him a mocking smile and pointed at his limp arm. 

Joel cheeks turned a little red but he came over to Art and let him see his arm. Rolling up his sleeve Art whistle as he saw his arm was swollen and purple. 

"Broken by the looks of it. Give me a moment." Art said casting a spell. A loud pop was heard and Joel gave a grunt of pain. 

"The swelling should go down in a day or two." Art said. 

Joel thanked him and left quickly back to Rachel. Art chuckled and looked at Justin who was laughing into his hand as he glanced at Joel. He secretly gave him a thumbs causing Joel to blush slightly. 

The Aurors were busy organizing all the stuff they found at the lair. The students were tight lipped about what they saw but didn't tell Art anything. 

"Must have been bad." Art said to Joel and Boomer. 

The two of them nodded their heads gravely. 

"I understand now Art, why you care about beasts so much. Nobody deserves that fate." Justin said darkly. 

Boomer didn't say anything but nodded his head in agreement, horror in his eyes. 

Art's eyes hardened as he clenched his fist, "I knew I let that bastard die too quickly." 

"You did. Death was too easy for him." Justin said darkly. 

Art took a deep breath and let it out, "Next time we capture them alive." he paused and shrugged his shoulders. "Or torture him a little before killing him." 

The other two didn't give him a response and simply stared off. 

--- 

The Aurors soon left for MACUSA to report their findings while Newt and the students left for Ilvermorny. The five student's spirits seemed to be down as they didn't speak much with each other. 

"You all have experienced an actual fight. Don't forget it, learn from it. The world is a dangerous place." Newt said to them. They all had serious expressions and nodded their heads. 

Newt gave them a smile, "You did well, be proud of yourselves." 

They gave a glance to Art, without him and Azura, they would most likely be dead. 

"You now know how different school is then real life experience." Art said slowly, turning to face them. "I can say, as a peer, that you all did well. Joel, willing to protect someone with your life is very commendable." Art said, giving Joel a smile. 

Justin nudged him in the side and laughed. Rachel also turned a little red as she grabbed his arm gently. 

"I hope you all take something away from this. Dueling friends is different than fighting for your life." 

"Don't be so serious Art! We made it bad, mostly intact as well!" Justin said, punching his arm. 

Art laughed and nodded at Newt who smiled at him. 

Soon the gates of the school appeared in front of them and the large statues of Isolt and James were standing in the bright sunlight. Art gave a small bow to bow statues before walking through the gates. 

"Boy." an old voice called out from behind him. 

Art turned around and saw an ancient Pukwudgie standing there with a broom. His face was covered in wrinkles and had white hair. Wisdom sparkled in his brown eyes as he looked at Art with curiosity. 

Art noticed the others had looks of respect towards the old Pukwudgie. 

"Can I help you sir?" Art asked him politely. 

He waved at the students who nodded and walked into the castle, leaving them alone. 

Art was slightly confused but didn't say anything and watched the old Pukwudgie. 

He slowly walked over to Isolt's statue and placed a hand on the granite. Art swore he could see a tear fall out of his eye but it disappeared too quickly to tell. 

"Whenever you cross the threshold of the gates, you bow to them. Can I ask why?" he asked. 

Art walked out and looked at the statues for a second before answering. "They represent what witches and wizards should aspire to. And they did this hundreds of years ago." 

"Aspire to, in which way?" 

"They couldn't have started any lower and yet they created… this. "he said with a smile and looked around. "Muggle, Wizard, they are just definitions that are meaningless. Look what happens when wizards and muggles work together." 

The old Pukwudgie laughed lightly and looked up at Isolt. 

"She escaped such an unhappy childhood… gives the rest of us hope." Art chuckled to himself. He shook his head and looked at the Pukwudgie, "Sorry, I'm Artland Cason."

"I know who you are Artland, my name is William." he said with a smile. 

"William, pleasure." Art said. 

William nodded and started to sweep around the statue. 

Art didn't disturb him and took out his wand, producing a bouquet of flowers before placing it at the base of Isolt's statue. He then walked into the school and caught up with the students. 

A small smile was on William's face, "What an interesting boy, right Isolt?" 

--- 

Joining up with the others, Art found them talking to Headmaster Fontaine. 

"Art! I was just hearing about your incredible exploits!" Fontaine said with a loud laugh. 

He looked proud of his students, clearly the Aurors told him beforehand of what happened. 

"It was a good learning experience." Art said humbly. 

Headmaster Fontaine had a large smile on his face as he opened the main doors into the hall. An eruption of cheering and applause came from the room as the students walked out. Art and the others were stunned as they saw the entire school was there.

"MACUSA told us that you solved the Hidebehind problem. The students wanted to show their gratitude." Fontaine told them with a smile. 

Justin and Boomer put on heroic faces and waved, causing Art to laugh. Rachel slowly grabbed Joel's hand, causing both of them to turn a deep red. 

Art looked up at the balcony and saw Shelby, Natasha and Alby smiling at him. Alby was waving like an idiot causing Art to laugh and wave back at him. 

"Students of Ilvermorny! Welcome back our heroes!" Fontaine said with a booming voice. 

Art rolled his eyes, thinking the Headmaster was putting it on thick. They didn't go to war or anything. 

But the students cheered louder, almost deafening. 

The day was a celebration with feasts and parties. A few older students were able to sneak in alcohol causing many students to go overboard and end up passed out all over campus. 

Art sat on a couch by himself sipping a Butterbeer. Shelby walked over to him and clicked his bottle, "Drink up, you're a hero." she said with a bright smile, her dark skin flawless. 

"Bit of an exeragation." Art scoffed. 

"Killing Dark Wizards is always held in high esteem, is it different in Europe?" she asked confused. 

Artland immediately thought of Voldemort and slowly answered, "Depends on who I guess. But a no name? No, we wouldn't call ourselves heroes." 

"Either way, you did a good thing." she said, leaning back, showing off her impressive curves. 

Art rolled his eyes at her causing her to glare at him. 

"Nothing? At all?" she eyed him carefully, "You're not gay right?" 

Art ignored her jab and said, "Your dad is an interesting man." 

She scoffed and waved it off, "He is a dork. Always fighting with other Aurors and MACUSA. If it wasn't for my mother he would have been fired years ago." 

"He speaks his mind and doesn't care about what people think. The world needs more people like him." Art looked at her, "You get that from him." 

Shelby laughed and finished her drink, her cheeks slightly rosier, "Maybe. He is a great husband and father though." 

She paused and leaned close to Art and whispered in his ear, "I am extremely jealous of your girlfriend you know." 

"I think you should go to bed." Art chuckled quietly, he saw many angry looks directed at him, "Before the male population tries to kill me." 

Shelby turned around and laughed, "Well the girls don't look too happy with me either."

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