Great Dao Simplification System

Tianchu Dynasty.

Qingzhou City.

Qin Shuang stood in the lobby of Fusheng Restaurant, watching the creditors carry things out, helpless.

He was a graduate of Dongda University on Earth. He died while delivering food to pay off his mortgage, and when he woke up, he had actually transmigrated to this martial arts world, becoming the young proprietor of Fusheng Restaurant, whose parents had both drowned.

The restaurant was left unattended. A sixteen-year-old young master couldn't hold the fort.

It had been three days.

The creditors had carted away everything in the restaurant, leaving only the three-story wooden building and a courtyard behind.

Just then, a burly, one-eyed man wearing an eyepatch appeared at the entrance with five thugs. The one-eyed man's gaze was fierce, like a bloodthirsty wolf, giving Qin Shuang a strong sense of pressure.

Qin Shuang had integrated the original body's memories and recognized the one-eyed man before him as Liang Chang, a hall master of the Flying Eagle Gang. The Flying Eagle Gang collected a monthly commission instead of protection fees from businesses in their territory. Fusheng Restaurant's monthly commission was fifty taels of silver, due on the last day of the month.

"Young proprietor Qin, Old Qin borrowed a thousand taels of silver from me for working capital when he was alive. The son pays the father's debt. You must give it to me along with the commission at the end of the month!"

Liang Chang walked into the lobby, took out an IOU from his chest, and unfolded it in front of Qin Shuang.

"Owe... owe a thousand taels of silver?"

Qin Shuang frowned. He took the IOU and examined it closely. It was written in black and white, with a thumbprint and signature, indeed an IOU for a thousand taels of silver.

"There are still eight days until the end of the month. I'll come to collect it then. If you can't repay the money, I'll take this restaurant as payment."

Liang Chang took back the IOU, stuffed it into his pocket, left his words, and swaggered away with his thugs.

"To transmigrate and immediately be in debt... this is too unlucky?!"

Qin Shuang looked at his empty restaurant, his brow furrowed.

He didn't know if Liang Chang's IOU was genuine.

However, Qin Shuang did not retort. He understood very well.

His current strength was weak, and Hall Master Liang Chang was skilled in martial arts and brought five thugs. If they clashed head-on, he would be the one at a disadvantage.

"Ding! Detected that the host is facing a crisis. The Great Dao Simplification System has been successfully activated!"

At this moment, Qin Shuang's mind trembled, and a golden panel appeared.

[Great Dao Simplification System]

[Host: Qin Shuang]

[Realm: None]

[Martial Arts: None]

[Function: The Great Dao is simple. Any martial art or cultivation technique can be simplified for rapid mastery!]

"Huh? My golden finger has arrived?"

Hearing the voice in his mind, Qin Shuang's eyes lit up, and his spirits lifted. As a transmigrator, how could he not know that with his golden finger here, the good days of rising to prominence had arrived!

With his golden finger activated, his past dreams of scaling walls and leaping over rooftops, reclining on beauties, and ruling the world upon waking would be realized!

"Any martial art or cultivation technique can be simplified for rapid mastery?"

Qin Shuang examined the panel, his eyes filled with thought.

He had the system, but he didn't have any martial arts.

"The current priority is to get a martial art first!"

Qin Shuang secretly calculated in his heart.

For ordinary people, the only way to learn martial arts was to go to the martial arts schools and training grounds in the city. However, these schools were notorious, and it cost ten taels of silver to enroll. He didn't have a single copper coin right now.

"Huh? Under the jujube tree in the backyard?"

Qin Shuang searched his memories and vaguely recalled that the original owner had seen Old Qin burying something under the jujube tree a year ago. Thinking of this, he closed the main door, bolted it, and went to the backyard.

The crooked jujube tree was at the foot of the wall, about a bowl's thickness. Qin Shuang found a stone shard and began digging furiously under the jujube tree, dirt flying.

"There's something indeed!"

When Qin Shuang dug three feet deep, the stone shard hit something hard with a 'dong' sound. Qin Shuang quickly dug away the surrounding soil, and a two-foot square iron box appeared.

Qin Shuang picked up the box. It was somewhat rusted around the edges from being buried underground.

"Silver! Deed!"

Qin Shuang smashed the box open with a stone. Inside was a package about a foot in size, wrapped in two layers of oilcloth, and then five layers of oiled paper. Inside the oiled paper were a deed and a palm-sized token of a fiery red color, as well as ten gold leaves and twelve silver ingots of fifty taels each, plus over thirty taels of loose silver.

The token had a handle, resembling a burning flame.

"I have the money for martial arts!"

Qin Shuang picked up the token. It felt heavy, and he didn't know its purpose for the moment. He didn't dwell on it. He immediately took out some loose silver and rewrapped the remaining deed, gold leaves, silver ingots, and token, then reburied them, restoring the original state.

Only then did he lock the door and head towards East Gate Street.

Qingzhou City, East Gate Street, the backyard of the Good Fortune Casino.

One-Eyed Dragon Liang Chang ordered a young man in black standing before him, "Jiyao, go and keep a distant watch on that Qin family brat!"

"Yes, Second Uncle!"

Liang Jiyao nodded and left.

"The property at Fusheng Restaurant is worth at least fifteen hundred taels of silver!"

"Once I get the deed, I'll kill that brat!"

Liang Chang narrowed his eyes, calculating in his mind.

At this moment, he was eagerly anticipating how he would force Qin Xing and his wife to sign an IOU, then engineer a "coincidence" for them to drown. Afterward, he would use the IOU to confront Qin Shuang, forcing him to repay the debt. If he couldn't, he'd seize the restaurant as collateral, thus achieving his goal.

Using this method, he had helped the Flying Eagle Gang acquire many businesses and had also profited immensely. Because of his repeated successes, he had even risen to the position of Hall Master.

The Tianchu Dynasty was founded on martial prowess.

The world revered martial arts.

Qingzhou City alone had over twenty martial arts schools and training grounds of various sizes, including Flying Swallow Martial Arts School, Iron Leg Training Ground, Iron Palm Martial Arts School, Golden Tiger Martial Arts School, Golden Whip Martial Arts School... Golden Saber Martial Arts School... it was dazzling.

Golden Tiger Martial Arts School was located at the end of East Gate Street. It had black tiles, white walls, and red pillars. Two granite lions stood at the entrance, and above the gate, the four golden characters 'Golden Tiger Martial Arts School' shone brightly.

An old man, about fifty years old, lean and holding a pipe, sat at the entrance, clouds of smoke rising from his lips. His robe was embroidered with a golden tiger.

"Young man, for just ten taels of silver, you can learn our Golden Tiger Martial Arts School's Fierce Tiger Fist and become a master!"

"Let me tell you, once you learn our school's Fierce Tiger Fist, whether you join a gang or a security escort agency, you'll earn back the ten taels of tuition fee in just a few days!"

Seeing Qin Shuang pause to look, the old man's eyes lit up, and he enthusiastically approached him.

"Old man, can I learn just by paying the money?"

Qin Shuang knew the old man was exaggerating, but he didn't care. All he wanted was a martial art that he could register on his system panel.

"Of course! Pay the money, and we'll immediately arrange for a martial arts instructor to teach you!"

The old man tapped his pipe on a doorpost and looked at Qin Shuang expectantly. "Um... do you have the ten taels of silver entry fee with you? If you do, I'll register you, and you can start learning right away."

"I do."

Qin Shuang's heart filled with anticipation. He took out the ten taels of silver he had prepared from his embrace and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the silver, gave Qin Shuang a set of clothes and a palm-sized black wooden token, his old face blooming like a chrysanthemum. "My name is Jin Yang, they all call me Old Jin. This is your identity token. From now on, you can enter and exit the martial arts school freely with this. Follow me."

Qin Shuang followed Jin Yang, looking at the plaque as he walked. One side was carved with a fierce, clawing tiger pattern, and above it was engraved '241'. He guessed he was the 241st disciple.

"Heh! Ha!"

"Heh!"

Golden Tiger Martial Arts School occupied a considerable area. Behind it were three training grounds, each about a hundred zhang in size, paved with bluestone slabs. Nearly two hundred disciples were practicing their fists under the guidance of several martial arts instructors, their shouts deafening.

In the central training ground, seventy to eighty young boys and girls were practicing their fists, while a few youths corrected their postures.

"Haozi, this new junior disciple is Qin Shuang. Take him under your wing!"

Jin Yang brought Qin Shuang to a robust, muscular young man in his late twenties, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and gave the instruction. He then said to Qin Shuang, "This is the senior disciple of our martial arts school, Liu Hao. You'll learn Fierce Tiger Fist from him from now on. Ask him if there's anything you don't understand!"

"Welcome, Junior Disciple Qin!"

Liu Hao wore a sleeveless vest, revealing his muscular arms. He exuded explosive power and looked very kind.

"Greetings, Senior Disciple!"

Qin Shuang cupped his fists and bowed to Liu Hao.

"Alright, I'll demonstrate the Fierce Tiger Fist three times. Follow my movements, and ask me if there's anything you don't understand."

Liu Hao nodded at Qin Shuang and led him to the side of the young boys and girls, beginning to demonstrate the Fierce Tiger Fist, move by move.