Triggering Entry

Dragon Spring City, the backyard of Laifu Restaurant.

Before dawn, Li Qiming was already standing in the open space of the backyard, beginning to practice the Tiger Roar Fist.

As the lowest-ranking servant in Laifu Restaurant, he knew deep down that the only way he could turn his life around was through this set of Tiger Roar Fist.

That was why he woke up an hour earlier than the other servants every day to practice his fist techniques.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The young man's figure darted and shifted across the open ground, and soon he was drenched in sweat.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

The sky was beginning to brighten.

Li Qiming panted heavily, his stamina exhausted, and he could only slowly withdraw his energy.

Despite his hard work, only he knew that the Tiger Roar Fist hadn't made even an inch of progress.

If he didn't try so hard, he wouldn't have realized just how much of a failure he truly was.

His expression turned ashen.

A sense of dejection welled up in his heart.

I've really brought shame to all transmigrators...

Li Qiming murmured slowly.

That's right, he was a transmigrator, having arrived in this ancient world where martial artists and demons coexisted for a full three months now.

In his previous life, he was a web novelist who had died suddenly from drinking after missing just one day of updates, only to wake up in the body of this servant at Laifu Restaurant.

This body had been an orphan since childhood; the original owner had saved up some money as a beggar and eventually used all his savings to buy the position of a servant at Laifu Restaurant.

Although Laifu Restaurant was a low-end establishment, it was backed by the Dragon Roar Martial Hall.

There was one benefit to being a servant here: the opportunity to learn martial arts.

The original owner had learned the Tiger Roar Fist from this very restaurant.

He had suffered his whole life, hoping that this fist technique would allow him to rise up and become a respected martial artist... but his hopes were too grand, and reality was too cruel.

After learning it for only half a year, the original owner had worked himself to death.

After all, having to do the grueling labor of a servant every day while also practicing martial arts was simply too much to bear.

It was precisely because of this that Li Qiming was able to take over this body.

After transmigrating, he had also assumed he was the protagonist who could become a martial artist instantly, but facts proved he had thought too much.

For these past three months, no matter how hard he tried, the Tiger Roar Fist hadn't made the slightest bit of progress.

As for a Golden Finger, that didn't exist either.

"Today is the birthday of Shopkeeper Wang of the restaurant. It is said that all the servants and helpers in the restaurant will receive a Qi Nourishing Pill..."

Li Qiming clenched his fists. The Qi Nourishing Pill was of great benefit to the martial path; many servants in the past had become martial artists in one fell swoop after taking one.

This might be his last chance!

"Li Qiming, don't just stand there! Get to work, go boil the water immediately..."

A steward urged him impatiently.

Li Qiming snapped back to reality and hurriedly threw himself into his work.

Today, a birthday banquet was being held for Shopkeeper Wang, and the workload was exceptionally heavy; all the servants were busy as bees.

Time ticked away second by second, and soon, it was noon.

By now, the entire restaurant was packed with banquet tables, filled with the large crowd of people who had come to celebrate Shopkeeper Wang's birthday.

Shopkeeper Wang was a martial artist himself, so the people coming to offer their birthday wishes were naturally endless.

In the backyard.

Li Qiming held a broken axe, listlessly chopping wood into firewood.

He had been waiting, waiting for the front hall of the restaurant to distribute the Qi Nourishing Pills.

Just then.

"Li Qiming, hurry up, they're handing out the pills!"

A fellow servant kindly reminded him.

Li Qiming's eyes lit up instantly; he tossed the broken axe aside and walked impatiently toward the front hall of the restaurant.

"You aren't going anywhere!" Suddenly, two figures blocked his path.

Li Qiming recognized them; these two were subordinates of Wang Ba. Wang Ba was a minor leader among the servants who had already mastered the Tiger Roar Fist to a thirty-percent level. Relying on his bit of martial talent, he often formed cliques and bullied the weak.

The original owner had frequently been bullied by Wang Ba, and his death was, in part, caused by this man.

"I'm going to collect my pill!" Li Qiming felt a surge of anger and said in a deep voice.

The Qi Nourishing Pill was extremely important to him.

This might be the last chance he would ever have in this life to turn his fortunes around!

"Boss Wang Ba said that if you don't finish chopping these thousands of logs, you aren't allowed to leave!"

The square-faced servant said with a fierce tone.

"Hurry up and get to chopping wood, or we'll mess you up!" another long-faced servant shouted.

Anger burned in the depths of Li Qiming's eyes; he wished he could pick up the axe and hack both of these lackey servants to death right in front of him.

But he knew that even if he could kill these two, Wang Ba would kill him.

In this Domain, human life was worth nothing.

"I'll come back after I collect my Qi Nourishing Pill."

Li Qiming said through gritted teeth.

"Heh, don't worry, Boss Wang Ba has already gone to collect it for you!"

"That's right, you should know how to show some gratitude! Hahahaha!!"

The two sang in harmony, clearly toying with him.

Li Qiming clenched his fists tightly. How could he not know? There was no way Wang Ba would collect the Qi Nourishing Pill for him; it was clear he intended to seize his pill!

Wang Ba wanted to claim his Qi Nourishing Pill for himself!

This was meant to cut off his path!

Damn you, Wang Ba! You truly deserve to die!

Even though there was a thousand-fold hatred in his heart, he was helpless against the other party.

In this martial arts world, to survive, one had to be submissive and act with extreme caution!

Otherwise, one would die very quickly.

In the city, various gangs and martial artists fought and killed each other every day, leaving rivers of blood.

Every time he went out, he would see corpses on the streets, blood flowing across the ground.

This world was cruel; the lives of ordinary people were like ants or blades of grass, to be slaughtered and trampled upon at will!

Three hours later, the banquet ended, and the sky slowly began to darken.

Li Qiming was still in the backyard chopping wood. There was no helping it; Wang Ba was making things difficult for him, so even though the webs between his thumbs were bleeding, he had to keep chopping.

In this martial arts world, being weak meant having no human rights.

"Hm?"

Li Qiming suddenly noticed that the two servants who had been watching him had suddenly left.

He hurriedly dropped the axe and walked toward the front hall.

In the front hall, the guests had already left. On the dozens of tables, there were still large amounts of leftovers. A group of servants couldn't help but drool, their eyes glowing with greed... To them, these leftovers were already delicious delicacies.

A dozen or so servants swarmed forward, starting to scramble, grabbing whatever they could from the tables, fearing that if they were too slow, others would eat it all.

"Don't grab! This chicken leg is mine!"

"This braised pork tastes really good!"

"Damn, whose shoe is this? I was wondering why I couldn't bite through it!"

Li Qiming walked over. He didn't join in the scramble for food; his eyes were locked onto a youth at the entrance who was gnawing on a pig's trotter.

Among the group of servants, this person was the tallest and sturdiest—it was Wang Ba!

"Wang Ba! Where is my Qi Nourishing Pill?"

Li Qiming walked straight up to him and questioned him aloud.

He had thought about it all afternoon: if he backed down this time, his path in life would be cut off. If he were to live a cowardly life, he might as well be dead!

"Heh." Wang Ba spat out a pig's trotter bone, then patted his stomach. "Your Qi Nourishing Pill is already in my belly."

"What? Do you want to eat it?"

"Then wait for me to crap it out."

As soon as the words fell, his few lackeys burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha!!!"

Wang Ba's laughter was particularly unbridled!

Li Qiming gritted his teeth and was about to pull out the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

Just at this moment.

Puchi.

A steel blade radiating a chill burst through Wang Ba's chest, piercing his heart.

His laughter came to an abrupt halt, the half-eaten pig's trotter fell from his hand, and his body slumped heavily forward.

Dead on the spot!

Li Qiming was stunned; Wang Ba was dead, and it had happened so suddenly!

"Your laughter is so grating, yet you dare to laugh so loudly? You truly deserve to die!"

A rugged man with a thick beard walked in from outside the Laifu Tavern, wiped the blood from his steel blade onto Wang Ba's body, and then sheathed it at his waist.

It was he who had just killed Wang Ba.

The reason was simply that he found Wang Ba's laughter too unpleasant.

"Oh my, Fourth Master, these underlings don't know any better, please don't take offense! Please, head up to the private room on the second floor!"

Shopkeeper Wang suddenly appeared, his expression one of extreme deference.

Shopkeeper Wang was a martial artist himself; for him to be so sycophantic, the man could only be an even more powerful martial artist.

"Hmph."

The rugged man let out a cold snort and strolled toward the second floor.

Shopkeeper Wang looked at Wang Ba's cooling corpse on the floor and said to the dazed Li Qiming standing nearby:

"You, hurry up and dispose of his body; don't let it attract flies."

"Yes."

Li Qiming snapped back to reality, having no choice but to lower his head and bite the bullet as he answered.

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart; martial artists truly stood high above everyone else. A human life was taken as easily as one might kill a fly, and to them, murder was as common as a daily meal.

In Shopkeeper Wang's eyes, the reason for disposing of Wang Ba's body wasn't because he was a person, but because he feared the corpse would attract flies and affect the tavern's business.

This world...

After Shopkeeper Wang and the "Fourth Master" went to the second floor, the once-lively front hall fell into a deathly silence.

The servants were all terrified.

A few had even wet their pants.

Li Qiming shook his head, stepped forward, grabbed Wang Ba by the arm, and dragged him out of the tavern.

He dared not delay Shopkeeper Wang's orders in the slightest.

Wang Ba, oh Wang Ba, who told you to always bully people in your daily life? You truly deserved to die!

Muttering to himself, Li Qiming dragged Wang Ba's corpse into a deserted alley beside the tavern.

Just as he was about to turn back, text suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Looted corpse, obtained Entries.]

[1, Tiger Roar Fist Entry Level: Martial Arts Experience/Common.]

[2, Ten taels of broken silver: Wealth/Common.]

[3, Laifu Tavern servant: Identity/Rare.]

[4, Premium "Qi Nourishing Pill": Pill/Uncommon.]

"This is... a Golden Finger?"

Li Qiming was stunned, then immediately realized this was his very own Golden Finger!

He never expected that he would need to touch a corpse to activate his Golden Finger.

He had seen plenty of corpses on the street before, but what decent person would dare to loot a corpse?

Li Qiming felt a surge of excitement; he finally had a Golden Finger, but what was its purpose?

He studied it carefully and soon understood.

As long as he looted a corpse, he could obtain Entries, and by selecting an Entry, he would receive the corresponding reward within it.

"This is awesome; I just need to lay low, develop, and loot corpses in secret..."

Li Qiming immediately felt that this Golden Finger suited his tastes perfectly. If he kept looting until the end and looked back, would he be invincible?!

Just thinking about it made his heart stir with anticipation.

Li Qiming composed himself and looked at the Entries dropped by Wang Ba's corpse.

There were four Entries in total; which one should he choose?