Turbulent Times

Da Qian, Jianghai City.

Central Street Morning Market.

"Such a beautiful girl, why is her life so bitter? Starved to skin and bones. Sister will take you to a place called Spring Warmth Pavilion. From now on, you'll have food and drink, and money to earn."

"Which kind sir will do a good deed? Buy this child for two catties of white flour, and boil a pot of fresh soup for your family."

"One steamed bun, just one steamed bun and you can come inside. A newlywed bride."

Lu Wangchuan lowered the carriage curtain, his heart heavy and unable to breathe.

"Tian Yuan Year Three, war and chaos"

This was the first memory he absorbed after just transmigrating. He originally thought it was no big deal, but after truly seeing the scene, he realized this was simply a hellish start.

Seeing one spot reveals the whole leopard. This Jianghai City in Da Qian is full of disaster victims. Eating one's children has become the norm. One can imagine what the entire world has become.

Transmigrating to such a world without strength is like being a lamb!

Lu Wangchuan rubbed his temples hard, squeezing out a few more fragmented memories.

"Lu Xiaoqin, married for three years, bought a large house for her younger brother, gives thousands of taels of silver every year, countless jewels and jade artifacts. Damn younger brother supporter, the one being supported is me. This sister is really good!"

Lu Wangchuan hammered his temples again, wanting to get a little more memory, but unfortunately, it only squeezed out some insignificant remnants.

It seemed that the other party's soul was shattered during the transmigration, so he couldn't get more memories.

He looked again at the light screen in his mind, which was suspected to be his golden finger.

Name: Lu Wangchuan.

Cultivation: None.

Blood Qi: 99.

Cultivation Technique: Mountain Splitting Fist (First Layer).

That's it? A simple, ordinary information panel? Which transmigrator is matched with such a shabby golden finger?

Lu Wangchuan sighed deeply, and the carriage stopped at the entrance of the Dragon Tiger Martial Hall.

"Whoa~~. Young Master, we've arrived."

The coachman Xiao Wu called out, and Lu Wangchuan jumped off the carriage and entered the martial hall.

According to the fragmented memories, although the original owner was a younger brother supporter, unlike traditional younger brother supporters, he was very motivated, obsessed with martial arts, and eager to make a name for himself.

Unfortunately, his aptitude was ordinary. He had been practicing martial arts for two and a half years, but had not yet achieved anything remarkable.

However, this was quite to Lu Wangchuan's liking. In a chaotic world, the strong are respected, and strength is the only way to protect oneself!

Dragon Tiger Martial Hall is the most famous martial hall in Jianghai City, with many renowned masters. The cost of learning martial arts is also very high, two taels of silver per month, but as a supported younger brother, this was not a big problem for Lu Wangchuan.

He entered the martial hall, found a corner, and sat down cross-legged. The course taught today was clearly written on the blackboard, only the words 'Health Preservation'.

The lecturer was Martial Master Lu Xianyuan, who always wore a white long gown and held a high position in the martial hall. It is said that he is an extremely strong expert, but unfortunately, he is very arrogant, so not many people are familiar with him.

"Martial artists often suffer from injuries and illnesses. This is because martial arts techniques are killing techniques, designed to infinitely enhance a person's potential, often exceeding the body's tolerance limit."

"You don't feel it when you're young, but over time, the drawbacks become apparent, and life becomes unbearable. When you're old, blood and qi regenerate slowly, making life worse than death. Therefore, martial artists must focus on improving their blood and qi and strengthening their physique."

"Today, I will teach you a health cultivation technique called Eight Section Brocade. Watch carefully."

With that, Lu Xianyuan began to demonstrate. The Eight Section Brocade had no profound movements; it looked ordinary, gentle, and slow. If there was one advantage to speak of, it might be its fluidity.

After the class, only a handful of people were interested. Lu Xianyuan didn't get angry; he finished teaching and left, completely giving off an air of 'learn it if you want, don't if you don't'.

As soon as he left, the martial apprentices started laughing.

"It's true that martial artists often suffer from injuries and illnesses, but you only need to spend a few taels of silver to buy some medicinal soup to recover. If you make progress in the future and are able to join an Immortal Sect, there will be spiritual elixirs and miraculous medicines to replenish blood and qi. Who would still practice external body-tempering techniques? It's a waste of time."

"Exactly. It's better to practice our Mountain Splitting Fist. It can temper the body, stimulate potential, improve cultivation, and has practical combat ability."

Lu Wangchuan, however, was different from the others and was quite interested in the Eight Section Brocade.

His previous self, in order to become stronger, practiced very diligently, often overtraining, which caused significant damage to his body. Although he had money to buy body-strengthening medicinal soup, it ultimately couldn't achieve complete recovery, and over time, he feared there might be some hidden ailments.

Anyway, he had only learned the first level of Mountain Splitting Fist after two and a half years, so he wasn't in a hurry at this moment. He would try the Eight Section Brocade.

Thinking of this, he began to practice.

Practicing with him were a few disciples from less affluent families. They didn't have money to buy medicinal soup and could only practice this free Eight Section Brocade to heal the old hidden injuries accumulated on their bodies over the years.

Lu Wangchuan practiced the Eight Section Brocade according to what Lu Xianyuan had taught, over and over again. His movements became increasingly refined, and the blood and qi in his body boiled with the practice, circulating throughout his body, causing him to sweat profusely.

He didn't stop practicing until noon. He didn't feel the slightest fatigue; instead, he felt refreshed and invigorated. The hidden injuries accumulated on his body from practicing martial arts seemed to have recovered significantly, unlike the soreness all over his body after practicing Mountain Splitting Fist in the past.

The only thing similar to martial arts techniques was that it still consumed energy. At this moment, his stomach had already started to rumble.

He looked at the light screen. The blood and qi on it had increased from ninety-nine points to one hundred points. It seemed his half-day's effort was worth it.

At this time, a Eight Section Brocade technique also appeared on the panel, but he hadn't cultivated any levels yet.

"Huh, what is this?"

Lu Wangchuan suddenly noticed that both Mountain Splitting Fist and Eight Section Brocade had a plus sign after them. He tried to use his mental power to click on the plus sign of Mountain Splitting Fist. The next second, the blood and qi in his body suddenly surged violently, and a deep sense of soreness and fatigue washed over him.

But after the soreness and fatigue passed, Lu Wangchuan only felt that his physique was stronger and his fists were more powerful.

He looked at the light screen again, only to find that the Mountain Splitting Fist on the light screen had changed from the first level to the second level, and the plus sign behind it had disappeared.

"Could this be adding points?"

Lu Wangchuan was overjoyed. So this was how his golden finger worked. As long as he consumed a certain amount of blood and qi, he could directly add points?

One must know that a person's energy in a lifetime is limited, and few people would actively improve their blood and qi and cultivate their physique. They would basically focus their energy on practicing martial skills and internal cultivation techniques to improve their cultivation and combat strength.

Even so, many people would still be unable to break through to higher levels of techniques and mind methods for a long time due to their comprehension, like his original self.

He, however, could directly improve the level of techniques by adding points just by consuming blood and qi.

How much time would this save compared to others?

How many times faster would his cultivation speed be?

He could even ignore the comprehension restrictions required for breaking through technique levels!

This golden finger was simply divine!