Proficiency Fixed at 100 Points, Heaven-Defying Effect!

Brain storage area, please bear with a newcomer and their new book.

Tianhe Prefecture, East Mountain Village.

In the open space in front of a somewhat dilapidated thatched cottage.

A teenager of about a dozen years, dressed in coarse linen short clothes, was holding a bow and aiming at a target on an old tree not far away.

Although the boy did not look very old, if anyone were to look closely.

They would notice that the muscles all over his body were taut, and the arm pulling the bowstring was bulging with cords of muscle.

The next moment, the boy's gaze sharpened, and his fingers loosened slightly.

Swish!

A sound of piercing through the air rang out.

An arrow flew out in an instant.

With a thud, the arrowhead sank straight into the bullseye on the old tree.

The shaft of the arrow was still vibrating with a low hum.

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed across the boy's face, and then his mind stirred.

A somewhat crude panel appeared before his eyes.

Horse Stance: Perfection
Military Formation Saber Art: Perfection
Fang Family Archery: Great Success (99/100)

Looking at the information displayed on the panel, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Hong's mouth.

"Just one more practice session, and my archery will also reach the realm of perfection."

"After that, I can officially head into the mountains to hunt enough prey to replenish my nutrition."

"With my blood and energy so deficient, I haven't even dared to practice the Horse Stance."

Fang Hong calculated silently in his heart.

He was not from this world.

Three days ago, he had transmigrated here.

Fortunately, he had merged with the original owner's memories, so he wasn't completely in the dark or utterly clueless about this world.

The original owner's father had been a veteran who returned to the village after retiring from the army.

Relying on his past military merits, he had obtained two plots of fertile land, farming them daily and occasionally heading into the mountains to hunt.

The life of the original owner's family had been quite prosperous.

But all of this came to an abrupt end half a month ago.

A scholar from the town had taken a fancy to their two plots of fertile land.

But these were the foundation of the Fang family's livelihood; how could Father Fang sell them?

Then, while hunting in the mountains half a month ago, Father Fang died in the jaws of a fierce tiger.

Upon hearing the tragic news, Mother Fang was overcome with grief and, despite treatment from a town doctor, eventually passed away from sorrow.

Within a short span of half a month, both of his parents had passed away one after another.

The blow to the original owner was unimaginable.

After finally burying his parents with the help of the villagers.

The scholar began to constantly send people to intimidate and coerce him, wanting to forcibly buy the two plots of land.

The original owner, a young and inexperienced boy, was at a loss and in utter despair amidst his grief and fear.

He simply hanged himself, wanting to follow his parents.

That was how Fang Hong came to transmigrate here.

The original owner was dead, and Fang Hong was reborn.

However, when Fang Hong first arrived and regained consciousness, he deeply felt the lingering sadness and hatred of the original owner.

As well as that sense of despair that seemed capable of driving one completely mad and twisted.

Especially after merging with the original owner's memories, Fang Hong felt the original owner's boundless despair as if he were there himself.

He exhaled, scooped a ladle of water from the water vat on the side.

Looking at the unfamiliar face reflected on the surface of the water in the ladle, Fang Hong's eyes flickered.

"Rest assured, since I have taken your body, I will bear your karma."

"I will definitely avenge this grudge!"

Fang Hong's eyes turned cold, radiating a chilling intensity.

He raised his hand, tilted his head back, and with a gulping sound, Fang Hong drank the water dry.

The reason Fang Hong was so confident in seeking revenge, aside from the insight and mature mindset he possessed from his past life, was naturally due to his cheat.

As a programmer in his previous life, whenever he couldn't clear a single-player game, he would take matters into his own hands and develop the cheats he wanted.

Right before he transmigrated, he happened to be in the middle of writing a cheat program.

He had just finished a rough draft of the program and wanted to take a break.

But before he could even stretch, he saw the space in front of him distort.

A stream of light radiating indescribable colors appeared abruptly.

Immediately afterward, the entire space surrounding that stream of light shattered violently.

Naturally, he was within the range of that shattering space.

In a daze, that stream of light seemed to envelop his soul, shuttling through space incessantly as if fleeing from something.

Slowly, amidst the endless traversal, a few specks of light from that stream merged with his soul and the unfinished cheat program he had just written.

He naturally came to understand many things and learned the name of that stream of light.

Primordial Indestructible Spiritual Light!

What was this thing?

It was the foundation of enlightenment and the pillar of cultivation for a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!

The Zenith Heaven here was not the trashy Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal found in those low-tier prehistoric novels.

"Zenith" means vast, implying infinity; "Heaven" refers to a net, implying all-encompassing.

Zenith Heaven is infinite; a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal is one who encompasses all existence.

They exist eternally and freely across all past and future space-time, binding timelines and unifying all versions of themselves across the heavens.

Once attained, it is attained forever, never to regress!

The profound mysteries within the foundation of such an existence were completely beyond Fang Hong's comprehension.

Yet, even by merging with just a few specks of the Primordial Indestructible Spiritual Light, the incomplete cheat program Fang Hong had written underwent an incredible transformation, gaining heaven-defying effects.

For any cultivation technique or secret manual, proficiency would be generated as long as one practiced it.

There was nothing special here; it was much like the "Heaven Rewards Diligence" or proficiency systems found in the web novels Fang Hong used to read.

However, in those novels, the proficiency required would skyrocket by hundreds or thousands of times as one delved deeper into cultivation.

But perhaps because the cheat program wasn't finished at the time, Fang Hong's proficiency bar was fixed at a mere 100 points!

In other words, the proficiency he needed to level up his cultivation would always be 100 points.

He had already personally experienced this heaven-defying function.

Father Fang had taught the original owner the Horse Stance and the Military Formation Saber Art.

Fang Hong had taken the Horse Stance from entry-level to perfection in just one hour.

The Military Formation Saber Art had reached the level of perfection in less than two hours as well.

This effect was simply heaven-defying.

It could be described as terrifying to the extreme!

Of course, while this cheat was heaven-defying, it wasn't truly flawless.

For instance, while his Horse Stance and saber art would indeed advance to the next level once the proficiency was full, they also required energy.

The Horse Stance was a method of adjusting one's standing posture, leaning more toward the levels of consciousness and cognition, so the energy required to advance was relatively low.

However, the cultivation of the Military Formation Saber Art seemed to involve physical exertion and muscle training, so the energy required was significantly higher.

When the saber art reached perfection, Fang Hong had felt so hungry that his vision went black.

He had eaten everything he could find in one go just to keep from fainting from hunger.

This was why Fang Hong had only started practicing archery today.

Because he had no money and no food left before this.

He was afraid he would starve himself to death if he continued to cultivate.

After clearing his thoughts over the past two days, he contacted the village chief and sold his family's fertile land to that scholar gentleman.

Only then did he have the money to buy food and continue his cultivation.

"No rush, one step at a time."

"First, replenish my depleted blood and qi, then head into the mountains to hunt and draw blood. I must shift my mindset, grow accustomed to slaughter, and keep getting stronger."

Fang Hong set down the water ladle and returned to drawing his bow and nocking an arrow.

As he aimed at his target, his gaze grew increasingly sharp.

"None of them will get away!"

Twang!

The sound of the arrow was like a thunderclap.

The proficiency bar for archery on the panel before him filled to the brim.

Fang Family Archery: Perfection!

The muscles in his arms began to tremble incessantly.

An increasingly intense sensation of hunger welled up.

Fang Hong dropped his bow, rushed into the room, grabbed the food he had prepared in advance, and began to devour it in large gulps.