As a BUG, My Cultivation Must Also Be a BUG

In the room, Tang Hao had Tang Liu sit cross-legged on the bed, then channeled a faint wisp of his own soul power into Tang Liu's body. He first guided that wisp through Tang Liu's meridians for one cycle, then left him to cultivate on his own.

Fortunately, he knew that he could not afford to be careless with his son, so he stayed by his side, keeping a constant watch on the state of Tang Liu's body to prevent any issues with the soul power circulation that might lead to a deviation in cultivation.

Although Tang Liu had a good memory, the meridians in his body were incredibly complex. Furthermore, the meditation technique Tang Hao taught him covered a vast range, so he made mistakes during the first few attempts. Fortunately, Tang Hao discovered them immediately and had Tang Liu correct them.

Just like that, after Tang Liu stumbled through one cycle of circulating his soul power, he entered a state of deep meditation.

Seeing this, Tang Hao nodded, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.

Little Liu had given him far too many surprises.

Back when he first cultivated soul power, it had taken him ten full cycles of circulating the power through his entire body before he could smoothly enter a state of deep meditation.

But now, Tang Liu had achieved it on his very first attempt, which truly left him surprised and delighted. At the same time, he felt a faint sense of melancholy.

The feud between their family and Martial Soul Hall seemed like it could finally be avenged by Little San and Little Liu...

Tang Hao sat cross-legged by Tang Liu's bed and meditated silently.

Although it was almost impossible for anything to go wrong after entering deep meditation, he decided it was better to watch over Tang Liu tonight just to be safe.

At the same time, Tang Liu, who was in deep meditation, encountered a minor issue.

It couldn't really be called trouble, as his mind was currently completely immersed in controlling the circulation of his soul power, and he could feel nothing else beyond that.

It was precisely at this moment that the system in his mind began to act up.

"That which is vast and boundless is Hao; that which is heavy and vigorous is also Hao. That which has endless vitality is Lan; that which is vast and infinite is also Lan. That which defies the heavens and changes fate is Fa; that which is the will of the rules is also Fa. That which has a thousand changes is Shu; that which is the destiny and fortune of life is also Shu."

"Now, please recite this silently with me."

Afterward, the system began to spam that passage in Tang Liu's mind like a barrage of comments.

Originally, Tang Liu couldn't feel anything other than his soul power, but this sentence felt like a persistent thought—much like counting numbers in your head; once you count too many, it becomes difficult to stop if you don't shift your focus, and you just keep going.

That was exactly the situation Tang Liu was in now. Before he knew it, his mind was filled with nothing but this sentence.

Consequently, the speed of the soul power circulating within his body quietly increased.

The next morning, at dawn.

When the sun peeked over the eastern horizon and released its first rays of morning light, Tang Liu awoke from his deep meditation.

The moment he opened his eyes, the blue-black light that had been flickering within them instantly faded and vanished.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly; the stale air that had gathered in his chest overnight formed a white streak that swirled before him.

Seeing no sign of Tang Hao where his gaze landed, he subconsciously released his Third Martial Soul and activated his second soul skill.

With a flash of blue-black light, the scenery before him shifted abruptly, and he arrived in Tang Hao's room.

Tang Liu's gaze immediately fell upon Tang Hao, who was lying on the bed asleep.

"Big lazybones."

He muttered, then retracted his martial soul and walked out of the room.

However, his mood had brightened because Tang Hao had kept his promise and hadn't slipped away quietly.

Humming a tune from his past life, he went to find the rice in the house, preparing to cook porridge.

As a man—well, a young man—from the twenty-first century, cooking was a basic skill, not to mention that he had specifically learned how to cook in his previous life.

Cooking a bit of porridge now was a piece of cake.

And it would definitely taste better than what Tang San cooked.

What, you ask why he didn't cook before if his food tasted better?

That question is like asking: if you clean your own dorm room at school better than your mother cleans your bedroom at home, would you go and clean your bedroom at home?

Anyway, I wouldn't (wry smile)~

After putting the crystal-clear rice into the pot, Tang Liu trotted out of the house, intending to find some ingredients.

Although he didn't recognize many of the plants here on the Douluo Continent, he had Baidu... the Assistant System!

Under the guidance of the system, Tang Liu picked some wild fruits, wild vegetables, and many plants that could be used for seasoning, and he even caught a wild rabbit!

So, in some respects, this Assistant System was actually quite useful.

"System, let me ask you one more time, do you really not have a system space or anything like that?" Tang Liu asked as he walked toward home, holding the things he had gathered in his arms with the wild rabbit strapped to his back with a grass rope.

"No," the system gave its unchanging answer.

"It's not that I'm complaining, but you are simply the trash of the system world!" Tang Liu thought, feeling a sense of frustration.

"If the host wants a storage space... while I don't have one, I can teach the host how to make one." After a moment, the system spoke again, though its tone seemed hesitant, as if it were searching for something.

Tang Liu's eyes lit up, and he replied, "Really?"

"If the host is willing, we can start now." The system's hesitant tone vanished, returning to its smooth, emotionless state.

"How do I make it? I don't have any rare metals, and I don't have a carving knife; what should I do?" Tang Liu asked curiously. In his understanding, the system should be teaching him the core arrays from the second book of the series to craft a Soul Tool.

"It's very simple. Host, please first find a stone with a volume of approximately three cubic centimeters."

Tang Liu: "...A stone?! Are you sure you aren't messing with me?!"

"If the Host does not believe me, then simply do not do it."

Tang Liu: "..."

After a long while, he finally said helplessly: "I'm trusting you, alright."

He then set down his belongings and began searching everywhere for a suitable stone. Of course, he did not forget to tether the wild hare.

It took him about three minutes of searching before he found a stone that met the system's requirements.

In truth, if the system hadn't prompted him, his concept of three cubic centimeters would have been quite vague. If it were a regular shape, it would be easy enough to measure with a fingernail, but for a stone like this... he was at a loss.

Having found the stone, Tang Liu followed the system's instructions to pick a few Calla Lily leaves, which he then fashioned into a bowl shape and set aside for later use.

Next, under the system's guidance, he found a type of bamboo unique to the Douluo Continent with leaves as sharp as knives, plucked one of its leaves, and snapped off a small section of its stalk.

Finally, returning to the Calla Lily bowl, he used the bamboo leaf to slice his finger and squeezed the flowing blood into the Calla Lily bowl.

Third update, surprised?