Step forward seven stars, step back crouching tiger, double hundred lotuses, cannon to the head, Vajra pounding pestle...
A complete set of Tai Chi Fist flowed like water, and Yi Feng flicked his gray robe, standing still and concluding his movements.
"Hmm!"
"Flowing like water, brilliant!"
Recalling the set of Tai Chi Fist he had just performed, Yi Feng praised himself leisurely. With his current understanding and comprehension of martial arts, he would undoubtedly be a Grandmaster in modern times.
But now...
It was useless.
Yi Feng shook his head helplessly, brushed the dust off his clothes, picked up a ceramic kettle, and lay down on the lounge chair.
He had transmigrated to this world twenty years ago. It was vastly different from his previous life. This was a world of cultivation where the strong reigned supreme. The powerful could destroy cities with a wave of their hands, move mountains and drain seas, and pluck stars with their bare hands.
In his previous life, Yi Feng, who had lived a mediocre life running a fried chicken shop, was full of ambition when he first transmigrated, thinking he would achieve great things and even have several beautiful female cultivators, even more stunning than celebrities. Life would be wonderful.
But what he hadn't expected was that his meridians were naturally blocked, making him completely unsuited for cultivation.
"Ding—Fist technique perfected, reached a realm comparable to gods."
Hearing the system's voice, Yi Feng felt nothing. He even felt like cursing...
"Host: Yi Feng."
"Age: 20."
"Cultivation: Mortal."
Achievements: "Fist Technique (Comparable to Gods)."
"Sword Technique (Comparable to Gods)."
"Staff Technique (Comparable to Gods)."
"Blade and Sword (Comparable to Gods)."
"Palm Technique (Comparable to Gods)."
"Blacksmithing (Comparable to Gods)."
"Painting and Calligraphy (Comparable to Gods)."
"Healing (Comparable to Gods)."
That's right, upon transmigrating here, Yi Feng had also uniquely received his own Golden Finger.
However, this Golden Finger hadn't brought him anything related to cultivation. It had only gifted him a Martial Arts Hall, and all other enhancements were also related to the Martial Arts Hall.
Through his efforts and the system's help over the years, these skills had all been honed to the highest "Comparable to Gods" realm.
Being comparable to gods, he would have been a big celebrity in his past life, appearing on TV and live-streaming.
But here, what was the use?
Let alone a true master, even a low-level martial artist throwing a punch at him would probably be unbearable...
He had struggled, complained, and cursed, but after so many years, Yi Feng had let go. If he couldn't cultivate, so be it. Guarding his own small plot of land and being a slacker... cough, a Grandmaster, didn't seem so bad.
After all, he had also considered that if he truly started cultivating, it was uncertain whether he could handle it. Perhaps he would have to enter secret realms, participate in sect duels, and other dangerous activities, where he could easily perish if he wasn't careful.
Looking at the sunlight outside the window, Yi Feng stood up, stretched, and then opened the shop.
Afterward, he brought out a large pile of martial arts techniques he had drawn in books and displayed them.
In fact, this was his biggest source of income. Few people truly came to him to learn martial arts. Although those mortals couldn't cultivate due to their talent, they had absorbed some spiritual energy over time, and perhaps they were even more powerful than him.
So, selling these "martial arts manuals" was how he made a living.
Business was neither good nor bad, just passable.
Of course, most buyers purchased them for their children as illustrated storybooks.
"There are quite a few cultivators around lately!" Yi Feng commented, watching streams of light flash across the sky.
He couldn't cultivate, but he wasn't too far from cultivators. Not far from Pingjiang City were two major sects, and many of their disciples would come to the city to purchase daily necessities.
"I heard that the two Old Ancestors of the Azure Heaven Sect and the Black Tortoise Sect have made a Life and Death Wager, which will take place in three days. That's why countless cultivators from Nansha have come to watch," said a neighboring stall owner who knew Yi Feng.
"Oh."
Yi Feng nodded and didn't pay much attention, as the matter had nothing to do with him.
"Huh, Sister, look at these books, they're so strange. I've never seen books like these before."
Just then, two figures, one tall and one small, appeared at the entrance.
The smaller one had pigtails. Although not fully developed, her features suggested she would be a beauty when she grew up. She blinked her large, intelligent eyes, curiously looking at the martial arts books on Yi Feng's stall.
The other woman was completely different.
Dressed in white, she gave off the aura of a fairy descending to earth. Her face was stunningly beautiful, but she exuded a cold, aloof demeanor, as if she were rejecting everyone a thousand miles away.
"A cultivator!"
Yi Feng sized up the two women, slightly surprised.
Not only were these two girls beautiful, but they were also cultivators. This was unprecedented for him.
The woman in white, Luolan Xue, also turned her gaze to Yi Feng.
He sat leisurely, his grey robe spotless, a faint smile always on his refined face, giving him an otherworldly air.
In short, he looked very comfortable to be around.
"What a shame, he's just a mortal."
Luolan Xue withdrew her gaze, a hint of disdain on her face. No matter how good a mortal was, they were still just a mortal, an ant.
"Sister, I want to buy this, okay?" The younger girl, Yin Luoli, didn't think so much and blinked her eyes at Luolan Xue.
Luolan Xue's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Her Master's duel with the Black Tortoise Sect's Old Ancestor was in three days. While the outside world speculated they were evenly matched, she, as the direct disciple of the Azure Heaven Sect's Old Ancestor, knew the chances of victory were less than twenty percent.
The Azure Heaven Sect was in dire straits, and yet her little junior sister had the leisure for such things. It was enough to make her furious.
"Luoli, let's go," Luolan Xue said, her tone admonishing.
"Sister, I want it,"
Yin Luoli pouted, speaking pitifully.
"Luoli, we have important matters to attend to, don't waste time," Luolan Xue lectured. "Besides, as cultivators, why would we want to buy things belonging to mortals?"
Yi Feng's face darkened.
Those words were really unpleasant to hear.
Yin Luoli lowered her head, pouting. Her beautiful eyes were already filled with mist, but she still stood by Yi Feng's stall, unwilling to leave.
Luolan Xue's expression was frosty. She really didn't know how to deal with Yin Luoli.
With a wave of her hand, a gold coin landed in Yi Feng's palm. She picked up the Martial Arts Book and left with Yin Luoli.
"Hey, hey, one gold coin isn't enough!" Yi Feng shouted, looking at the gold coin in his hand.
But he was met with Luolan Xue's cold gaze, which made Yi Feng swallow the rest of his words. He could only save face by saying, "Never mind, this little girl is quite cute. I'll consider it a gift for her!"
After they left, Yi Feng started gesturing wildly in the direction they had gone.
If I could beat you, I'd kick your ass all the way to the sky!
After obtaining the Martial Arts Book, Yin Luoli was overjoyed and forgot about everything else, eagerly flipping through it.
"Wow, Sister, this book is really amazing!" Yin Luoli couldn't help but exclaim.
Luolan Xue ignored her. It was just a picture book from a mortal, what was so great about it?
"Sister, Sister, just take a look!" Yin Luoli couldn't help but pull on Luolan Xue's jade hand and act spoiled. "It's really good."
Luolan Xue's face showed annoyance.
The Azure Heaven Sect's future was uncertain; how could she have the mood to look at such things? Just as she was about to turn and scold her, her gaze inadvertently fell upon a corner pattern on the Martial Arts Book.
Instantly, her delicate body trembled.
She felt a terrifying presence rush towards her. Her beautiful face changed color, and she immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
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