Martial Arts Modification System

"Young master, do you truly wish to learn martial arts?"

Pang Lin, the head of the guards, looked surprised as he gazed at Jiang Dao. "Learning martial arts requires enduring hardship. And even if you endure it, there is no guarantee you will succeed. Besides, you are already rather old; your bones have taken shape. By the later stages, I fear it will be difficult for you to achieve much!"

"Rest assured, Uncle Pang. I understand that."

Jiang Dao nodded.

"Old Pang, Dao'er's martial arts training will be in your hands. Don't worry. From this day onward, I'll have him treat you as his teacher!"

Master Jiang said, patting Pang Lin on the shoulder.

Pang Lin was flattered beyond measure. He hurriedly rose and said, "Master, please do not say that. I have neither sons nor daughters. Teaching the young master martial arts is nothing at all. I absolutely dare not call myself the young master's teacher."

"If I say you can be, then you can be. Why stand on ceremony with me?"

Jiang Dalong patted Pang Lin on the shoulder and looked at Jiang Dao. "Dao'er, why haven't you paid respects to your teacher?"

"This disciple, Jiang Dao, pays respects to Master Pang."

Jiang Dao immediately stepped forward and bowed.

In an instant, he understood Jiang Dalong's intentions.

He wanted to use the bond between master and disciple to tie Pang Lin firmly to their side. That way, even if more trouble arose later, Pang Lin would still count as one of their own and would not turn against the Jiang Family.

Even if he truly did turn against them later, surely he would not kill Jiang Dao!

Pang Lin hurried forward and quickly helped Jiang Dao up. "Young master, you are showing this old man far too much respect."

"Master Pang, from this day onward, you are my benefactor and teacher. If there is anything I fail to do properly, I hope Master Pang will guide me often!"

Jiang Dao said.

"Young master, rest assured. This old man will hold nothing back in teaching you everything I can!"

Pang Lin replied hastily.

"Old Pang, Dao'er is in your hands!"

Jiang Dalong smiled faintly, rose, and departed.

Pang Lin sighed inwardly. Looking at Jiang Dao, he said, "Young master, come with me!"

He led Jiang Dao toward the empty courtyard outside.

"This old man has neither sons nor daughters. I had originally intended to find an inheritor in a few years and pass down this Mad Demon Staff Art. But since the young master wishes to learn, I will teach you every stance and movement of this Mad Demon Staff Art..."

Pang Lin casually took an iron staff and gave it a fierce shake, producing a shrill howl as it tore through the air.

"Young master, this Mad Demon Staff Art has eighty-one forms in total, divided into three realms. The first realm requires nothing but speed. The second emphasizes weight—weight heavier than a thousand jun. Every strike can split bricks and shatter stones.

"The third realm emphasizes fusion. All eighty-one forms fuse into one in an instant. With one staff strike, it carries the force to shake heaven and earth. Even this old man has only reached the second realm..."

Pang Lin swung the iron staff and began demonstrating in the courtyard.

With every move he performed, he explained it carefully once.

But as he spoke, Pang Lin suddenly frowned and looked at Jiang Dao. "Young master?"

Jiang Dao, who had been fully focused moments ago, had suddenly become somewhat absent-minded.

"Ah? It's nothing, nothing. Please continue."

Jiang Dao came back to himself and spoke again.

Pang Lin nodded and continued demonstrating before him. The staff whistled through the air as its forms danced.

Yet Jiang Dao's mind was no longer there.

Stormy waves crashed through his heart as a voice that seemed audible only to him rang beside his ears.

The Martial Arts Modification System has officially activated!

A system?

He actually had a system too?

A pale cyan panel slowly appeared before him.

Name: Jiang Dao

Strength:

0.8

Speed:

0.8

Mentality:

1.2

Martial Arts:

Mad Demon Staff Art — Modifiable

...

Jiang Dao rubbed his eyes carefully and confirmed again and again that he was not seeing things. His heart surged with excitement.

He forced himself to calm down. Though he desperately wanted to study the panel, Pang Lin was currently teaching him the staff art, and he could not afford not to listen.

Over the course of two hours, Pang Lin explained every major and minor essential point to Jiang Dao without leaving out a single thing.

"Young master, if there is anything about this staff art that you still do not understand, continue to come and ask this old man."

Pang Lin said.

"Alright. Thank you, Master Pang. I will."

Jiang Dao said hurriedly.

Pang Lin nodded lightly, set down the iron staff, and left.

He sighed inwardly.

Whether Jiang Dao could persevere or not, he had taught him everything without holding anything back.

Jiang Dao also immediately left and hurried toward his room.

He could be certain that no one besides himself could see this panel.

He shut the door and stared at the panel, discovering that it was almost identical to a little game he had played in his previous life.

The moment he noticed the words "modifiable," he instantly understood what was going on.

He immediately focused his thoughts and tapped the Mad Demon Staff Art.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the Mad Demon Staff Art began to change.

Three new words instantly appeared after it.

Mad Demon Staff Art (Ten Years Later)

Countless streams of information rapidly flooded into Jiang Dao's mind. His once-thin body seemed to become much stronger all at once. Thick calluses suddenly appeared on both palms, while the skin on his arms instantly turned bronze. His muscles bulged, growing a full size larger than before, as though he had practiced martial arts for many years.

Jiang Dao was stunned as he looked at the changes in his body.

Ten years later?

This meant the Mad Demon Staff Art had already been practiced for ten years?

He had gained ten years of cultivation?

This system could modify the amount of time he had spent practicing martial arts.

Jiang Dao grew even more excited. Looking at the panel, he wanted to test just how many years later this staff art could be raised to. He focused his thoughts again and tapped below.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Martial Arts section continued changing.

The words after Mad Demon Staff Art continued to shift.

Twenty Years Later.

Thirty Years Later.

Fifty Years Later.

Sixty Years Later.

Finally!

The Mad Demon Staff Art stopped changing.

The entire panel underwent a complete transformation.

Name: Jiang Dao

Strength:

1.2

Speed:

1.1

Mentality:

1.2

Martial Arts:

Mad Demon Staff Art (Sixty Years Later) — Not Modifiable

...

Jiang Dao instantly felt that his entire body had become completely different. A tremendous amount of power surged forth within him, while his mind filled with dense, innumerable streams of information, as though he had painstakingly trained in martial arts for decades.

Thick veins surfaced across his skin, twisting like earthworms as they crawled over his arms. Soon, those veins receded once more.

Jiang Dao's formerly pale face also instantly returned to a healthy color. His weak body felt as though it had swallowed a miraculous tonic, with not a trace of discomfort remaining. Thick muscles had appeared across his shoulders, back, and thighs, making his body far more imposing.

"So I gained sixty years of cultivation just like that?"

His arms and fingers had grown more than a size larger than before. The moment he clenched his five fingers, crackling sounds rang out.

More importantly, the information flooding his mind indicated that the Mad Demon Staff Art had already reached Grand Completion.

He had mastered all three realms!

A fourth realm had even emerged out of thin air.

Pang Lin had originally said that the Mad Demon Staff Art possessed only three realms.

Yet after Jiang Dao raised the Mad Demon Staff Art to sixty years later, a fourth realm had directly appeared.

The fourth realm was Baleful Intent—layer upon layer of Killing Intent, like a ferocious tiger devouring men!

This suddenly appearing fourth realm was completely different from the other three.

It contained dense Killing Intent. With one sweep of the staff, its power was even more tyrannical than the first three realms combined. The terrifying Killing Intent alone could make someone faint instantly.

"Insane. This system is too insane."

In one stroke, he had reached a goal Pang Lin could never attain in his entire life.

However!

If the Mad Demon Staff Art could be modified, could other cultivation arts be modified as well?

At that thought, Jiang Dao's heart began to stir restlessly.

Old Daoist Changbai said practicing martial arts was useless, but that might not necessarily be true!

With modifications like this, once he learned several more martial arts, it was difficult to imagine what level of power he could reach.

By then, after accumulating several hundred years of cultivation, even the most powerful Malevolent Spirit could be crushed to death with ease.