Proving the Dao by Killing Chickens!

"Xiao Yan, three stages of Dou Qi! Grade: low!" Beside the Testing Magic Stone Tablet, a middle-aged man announced the result in an indifferent tone.

The remarkably familiar line, along with a story scene he had read seven or eight times in his memories. Feng Wu let out a long sigh. "No way!"

He had transmigrated?

Yet he failed to notice that Xiao Yan, who had just stepped down from the high platform amid the sighs of the crowd and was facing him, clenched his teeth even tighter after hearing his unconscious remark.

Instead, a girl beside him glared at Feng Wu with anger in her eyes.

"Brother Xiao Yan, don't listen to them. I believe in you! You will definitely rise again and reclaim your glory and dignity!"

"Xun'er, over these past four years, you're the only one who has believed in me." Xiao Yan felt somewhat relieved by Xiao Xun'er's comfort. Yet no matter what, he still felt dispirited.

This is Xiao Xun'er? Feng Wu thought.

That was right. At merely fourteen or fifteen, she already possessed such breathtaking beauty. In the entire Xiao Clan, even throughout Wu Tan City, there was only one like her.

However, seeing Xiao Xun'er comfort Xiao Yan while giving him an angry glare and a cold snort, Feng Wu found it rather baffling.

Getting shot while lying down?

How had he offended Xiao Xun'er?

Feng Wu rubbed his nose and said nothing, nor did he look any further.

She was beautiful, yes, but Feng Wu had no interest in a woman who had been touched all over by another man from the age of four to six, without ever resisting.

Feng Wu still remembered how Xiao Yan used to sneak over every night to give Xiao Xun'er massages when they were children.

"Feng Wu, come up for the test!"

"Feng Wu, it's your turn."

Behind Feng Wu, a girl whose childishness had yet to fade, with a pure face that somehow carried a faint charm, gave the absent-minded Feng Wu a push from behind and urged him to hurry up for the test.

The tester on the platform had already called for him three times.

"Coming, coming!"

Feng Wu strode forward and jogged onto the platform. He also wanted to see how many stages of Dou Qi he had!

During that brief moment of distraction, Feng Wu had already absorbed all the memories of this body.

The original owner of this body was also named Feng Wu. He was a character who had never existed in the original story, an orphan adopted by the Xiao Clan seven or eight years ago.

No father, no mother—the protagonist template.

Yet his talent was so mediocre that he was the sort of extra whose name did not even deserve mention, with an extremely simple life trajectory.

It was as if this "template" had been prepared specifically for Feng Wu's transmigration.

Having digested those memories, Feng Wu now had a general understanding of the people in the Xiao Clan. For instance, the girl who had just called him from behind was Xiao Mei.

Although they were not close, he could still recognize her.

This way, Feng Wu would no longer have to worry about mistaking people in the future.

Following the instructions, Feng Wu pressed his palm tightly against the surface of the Magic Stone Tablet. Using the method for cultivating Dou Qi from his memories, he slowly circulated it and guided as much of the sensation of Qi as possible toward his palm.

After a brief stillness, light bloomed across the stone tablet.

"Dou Qi, five stages! Grade: average." The staff member read out the words on the tablet. That was Feng Wu's result.

Not bad. It was not high, but it was not too low either.

Compared to the talent of ordinary people, it was already considered average. But compared to geniuses, there was only one word to describe it: mediocre!

For example, Xiao Mei, who came after Feng Wu, had seven stages of Dou Qi!

Xiao Xun'er had an even more impressive nine stages of Dou Qi!

Feng Wu's cultivation of five stages of Dou Qi did not cause the slightest ripple within the Xiao Clan. It was completely overshadowed by the brilliance of Xiao Mei and Xiao Xun'er behind him.

"Aren't transmigrators supposed to be protagonists? I don't even have a cheat. This is way too bare-bones."

After finishing the clan's cultivation test, Feng Wu returned to the kitchen, where he worked in the Xiao Clan.

He usually helped out here to earn some Gold Coins and cover his daily expenses.

Feng Wu's cultivation talent was not high, but unlike Xiao Yan, he was not the son of the Xiao Clan's patriarch. Therefore, he had no conflicts or worries.

Lying in a pile of firewood with a straw stalk in his mouth and one leg casually crossed over the other, Feng Wu thought it over and over but could not find anything on himself that resembled a cheat.

A ring with an old grandpa hidden inside? No!

A ring with an old grandma hidden inside? Also no.

Back then, Xiao Yu had found him naked in a mountain ravine. He had not had anything on him.

It seemed he could only pray that he had a system. Feng Wu let his imagination run wild.

"Feng Wu, help catch and kill all the chickens in the yard. I'll come collect them later. Move quickly!

The whole clan just finished testing their Dou Qi cultivation today, so by custom, everyone will have a good meal together!"

As Feng Wu idled away in thought, a cook outside opened the door, poked his head in, and gave him the instructions.

"Alright, got it! I'll do it right away."

Feng Wu dusted off his pants and got up to catch chickens inside the fenced yard. He had to do what the head cook told him to do. It would be terrible if he had no cheat and lost his job too.

Feng Wu rolled up his sleeves and caught a chicken in no time. It was no trouble at all. Everyone cultivated Dou Qi, after all; catching a chicken was a piece of cake.

After plucking a small tuft of feathers from the chicken's neck, Feng Wu pulled out the Butchering Knife from the chopping board and slashed hard across its throat!

A low whisper suddenly sounded in Feng Wu's mind, accompanied by a line of translucent text before his eyes!

At the same time, the Dou Qi in Feng Wu's body abruptly accelerated, completing an entire circulation cycle!

When he sensed it carefully, that single cycle was worth one or two weeks of Feng Wu's accumulated cultivation!

A cheat!

Something this good existed?

Feng Wu froze for a moment. The chicken blood failed to flow into the basin and splattered all over the table, only dripping from the edge onto the tops of Feng Wu's shoes.

It was only when Feng Wu felt the warm, sticky fluid that he came back to his senses. Then wild joy appeared on his face.

He had known it. Transmigrators were basically all protagonists!

Proving the Dao by killing chickens!

At that moment, a system-like panel activated and appeared before Feng Wu's eyes.

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Name/Age: Feng Wu (15 years old)

Cultivation/Experience: Dou Qi, five stages (5.6/10)

Equipment: Old Butchering Knife (ordinary), ordinary Xiao Clan uniform set.

Skills: Stone Crushing Palm (Yellow Rank Low Grade/Minor Completion Realm), Mountain Splitting Palm (Yellow Rank Mid Grade/Entry Realm).

Cultivation Method: None

Items: None

Special: None

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A cheat! A system!

Feng Wu, who had often played online games in the past, understood it clearly. To advance from five stages of Dou Qi to six stages of Dou Qi, he should need a total of ten experience points.

He was now less than halfway short, while the chicken he had just killed had provided him with a full 0.2 experience points!

Did that mean that if he killed another twenty-two chickens, he could break through?

Feng Wu turned to glance at the thirty or forty chickens still inside the chicken pen and raised the butcher knife in his hand!

"Cluck cluck cluck!"