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The canyon was filled with a rich aroma as Mo Shang fiddled with a delicious roasted chicken in his hands, sprinkling it with spices from time to time.

"Whoosh..."

Just then, a sudden noise erupted from above, followed immediately by a human figure plummeting down.

"Holy crap!"

Mo Shang was startled and scrambled to his feet, though he had no intention of catching the person; instead, he quickly grabbed his roasted chicken and retreated to the side.

"BOOM!"

A king descended from the heavens, landing with a resounding thud.

The figure landed precisely where Mo Shang had been standing a moment ago, smashing a human-shaped crater into the ground.

Inside the pit lay a youth on the verge of death, his body covered in multiple wounds; it was clear he had been severely injured long before falling off the cliff...

"Are young people these days under so much pressure? Do they just decide to jump off a cliff at the slightest provocation?"

Mo Shang looked up at the towering cliff face, then back at the youth on the ground, falling into deep thought.

"They say every transmigrator gets a golden finger, yet I almost got smashed to death..." Mo Shang muttered, his expression tinged with helplessness.

It was the same old routine, the same old recipe; like many transmigrator predecessors, Mo Shang had been sent to this world by a sudden, fateful elbow strike...

"System, check the traits." Gazing at the youth before him, Mo Shang commanded the system in his mind.

As everyone knows, transmigrators come with built-in cheats, and Mo Shang was no exception; he had a system.

However, his system didn't have any heaven-defying functions, nor could it grant him god-like rewards. His system had only one purpose: to see the traits on other people.

"Understood, Master."

As a voice echoed, several traits appeared in Mo Shang's vision.

[Blue Trait: Loyal and Righteous]

[White Trait: Wealthy]

"Loyal and Righteous—this one is worth saving..."

Looking at the traits on the other person, Mo Shang pondered for a moment before taking out a jade-green pill and feeding it to the youth.

The quality of traits, from high to low, was divided into five grades: Purple-Gold, Gold, Purple, Blue, and White.

Although the other person didn't possess any heaven-defying traits, Mo Shang wasn't a mercenary person; he just hoped that after saving him, the guy wouldn't stab him in the back...

Under the influence of the pill, the youth's life force, previously like a candle in the wind, gradually stabilized, and his chaotic aura slowly returned to normal.

A moment later, the youth slowly opened his eyes, looking around at his surroundings with a dazed expression before asking in confusion, "Didn't I die? Where is this..."

"Consider yourself lucky to have run into me..." Seeing the other person wake up, Mo Shang spoke up.

The youth followed the sound, and upon seeing Mo Shang's face, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment, though this was quickly replaced by a wave of pleasant surprise.

"Mo Shang? Brother Mo! Is it really you!" the youth exclaimed in delight.

Mo Shang: ???

"Wait, we just met, and you're already digging into my personal history?"

As the other person spoke, a row of question marks appeared over Mo Shang's head. Even though it was their first meeting, how did the other person know his name?

It made absolutely no sense; he had his background exposed the moment they met!

As Mo Shang spoke, the youth seemed to realize something; he scrambled up from the ground and scanned the surroundings again, his joy gradually being replaced by shock.

"Hahaha, great, this is truly great!" The youth laughed aloud, his eyes brimming with excitement.

"Look, since you're fine now, I'll be heading off..."

Seeing that the other person's mental state seemed a bit off, Mo Shang took a few steps back, preparing to leave this place of trouble.

But just then, the youth suddenly turned back and called out to him, "Wait a moment, Brother Mo."

However, Mo Shang had no intention of staying; with a few flashes of movement, he had already left the area, leaving the youth standing there in a state of disarray.

Skywatch City.

In front of a residence, Mo Shang looked left and right, and after confirming that he wasn't being followed, he quickly pushed open the courtyard gate and stepped inside.

The courtyard didn't have much—a well, a tree—and although there were some miscellaneous items piled up, it was kept in good order, giving off a sense of comfort.

"What was that about today? I try to do a good deed and save someone, only to find out they're a lunatic..."

Entering the yard, Mo Shang quickly closed the gate behind him. Thinking about it, he still felt uneasy, so he added an extra lock to the door.

After finishing, Mo Shang remembered something and said to the system, "System, today is the day for the trait draw, right?"

"That is correct, Master. It has been a month since your last trait draw. Would you like to perform it now?" the system replied.

"Let's begin." Without much hesitation, Mo Shang commanded.

Aside from being able to see traits, his system allowed him to perform one trait draw every month.

The traits obtained could be applied to himself, granting him special effects.

As Mo Shang spoke, the world before his eyes suddenly dimmed, and a sea of purple, blue, and white, interspersed with specks of purple-gold and gold light, appeared before him.

"Begin extraction!"

Mo Shang spoke once more, and thousands of light particles began to spin rapidly.

It's either blue or white; I have no idea what quality I'll pull this time...

The system had awakened ten years ago, and in those ten years, every trait he had pulled was either blue or white. Mo Shang no longer held much hope for obtaining a high-quality trait.

As the light particles continued to swirl, a single purple speck of light slowly descended in front of Mo Shang.

"Hm? Is my luck that good today? A Purple Trait!"

Staring at the purple trait before him, Mo Shang found it hard to believe; after all, this was the first time in eighteen years he had pulled a purple one.

Without hesitation, Mo Shang immediately checked the trait's attributes.

[Wait at Ease for the Exhausted (Purple)]

[Effect: Rest is for the sake of better cultivation, and cultivation is for the sake of better rest. The equation holds true: rest equals cultivation!]

"Hiss, what a 'Wait at Ease for the Exhausted,' what a 'the equation holds true.' Having a formula makes solving the problem so much faster!" Looking at the effect of the trait, Mo Shang was completely stunned.

It was truly outrageous—it was like outrageousness opening the door for outrageousness; it had reached the peak of absurdity!

"System, equip the trait." Regarding the powerful effect of the system, Mo Shang did not hesitate and equipped it immediately.

As the trait was equipped, Mo Shang instantly felt his body undergo a change. The cultivation technique that had previously been in standby mode was now running at full power, even without his active control.

"Doesn't this just mean I can level up while AFK? Cultivation is impossible; only by slacking off can I become stronger..."

Feeling the changes in his body, Mo Shang couldn't help but get excited. With this trait, he could finally bid farewell to the word "hard work"!

"Open the attribute panel."

With a thought, an attribute panel appeared before his eyes.

[Name: Mo Shang]

[Cultivation: Body Tempering Realm, Ninth Layer]

[Technique: Basic Body Tempering Technique]

[Martial Arts: None]

[Traits: Wait at Ease for the Exhausted (Purple), Be Kind to Others (White), Mediocre (White)]

"If only innate traits could be replaced..." Looking at the two white traits in the trait column, Mo Shang sighed slightly.

Everyone possessed innate traits—perhaps one, perhaps two, or perhaps seven or eight—and those two white traits were his own innate ones.

Although the system could add traits, there were limitations; the innate traits one was born with could not be replaced.

Furthermore, there was a limit to the number of traits one could equip. In the Body Tempering Realm, one could only equip a single trait, and for every realm broken through thereafter, the number of equipable traits would increase by one.