The next morning, Xia Ping stretched and woke up.
Suddenly, the system's mechanical voice rang out: "Congratulations, Host. You have accumulated a total of 7,436 Hate Points."
What?!
Xia Ping was startled. "What happened? I remember I only had three or four thousand Hate Points yesterday. How did I gain another two or three thousand just by sleeping?"
"Last night, quite a few people seemed to have been cursing you online, which earned you a lot of Hate Points," the system speculated. "It might be because of what you did yesterday—snatching a woman by force."
Snatching a woman by force?!
Xia Ping's mouth twitched. He'd only kindly carried Chu Rong home to keep her from being exposed. How had that turned him into a tyrant who snatched women by force? He was truly innocent.
"Whatever. I got three or four thousand Hate Points out of it, so this is a huge haul. Maybe it's not such a bad thing after all." Xia Ping stroked his chin and smiled faintly.
Besides, after a week of nonstop cultivation, he had nearly used up all the Golden Potion he'd brought back from Black Moon City. If he wanted to advance quickly again, he'd need to get his hands on plenty of resources.
Still, he was very satisfied with his progress. In just over a week, he'd advanced from the Martial Apprentice Sixth Heaven to the Seventh Heaven. Even among all the students in Tianshui City, he ranked near the top.
"I've been cultivating too quickly. I need to consolidate my martial arts foundation, or I'll be in trouble if it turns out to be unstable." Xia Ping considered this. "I'll stay home and cultivate in seclusion today. I'll take the day off."
He decided to take the day off and cultivate in seclusion.