Choosing Two of Eight Cheats

"Be gentler. You're pressing too hard."

Looking at the beautiful middle-aged woman lying on the couch, Fan Tian rolled his wrists and continued kneading her shoulders.

Deep curiosity lurked beneath his gaze.

After finishing his college entrance exams and playing League of Legends for a few days, he had opened his eyes to find himself the young valley master of Sound Valley-a five-star Dou Zong with exactly the same name.

Yes, the very Sound Valley that stood alongside Burning Flame Valley and Ice River Valley.

And Fan Tian, an orphan, was Sound Valley's most gifted cultivator in centuries, as well as the sole disciple of its supreme elder, Luo Linglong.

Luo Linglong was at the one-star Dou Saint late stage, and she was Sound Valley's only Dou Sheng.

At that moment, Luo Linglong lay flat on her fragrant couch, her beautiful eyes closed as she enjoyed Fan Tian's skilled massage, her full breasts rising and falling.

"What are you afraid of? There's no one else here. Your massage technique really is good."

Luo Linglong rolled her eyes at Fan Tian, paying no heed to his complaints.

Pursing his lips, Fan Tian slid both hands down to Luo Linglong's legs and gently kneaded them.

With Luo Linglong and Sound Valley sparing no effort to nurture him, Fan Tian had broken through to five-star Dou Zong at eighteen and enjoyed an exalted position within the valley.

Yet beneath his initial delight, Fan Tian could find no reason to be happy.

Before long, the Hun Clan would move against the other Ancient Races. The Ling, Shi, and Yao Clans would then be slaughtered to the last, followed by the entire Central Plains being plunged into devastation.

And in the earth-shaking war to come, even someone at the eight-star Dou Saint late stage would barely qualify for a seat at the table. To sway the battle, one would need to reach the nine-star Dou Saint late stage.

With Fan Tian's talent, however, his potential topped out at a one- or two-star Dou Saint, and even that would take many years of grinding away.

Honestly, that level of strength did not even warrant a name in the later stages of Battle Through the Heavens.

So what should I do?

He could throw in his lot with the Hall of Souls, but when Hun Tiandi turned ruthless, he would not spare even his own clansmen.

Joining the Heavenly Mansion Alliance would mean becoming Xiao Yan's lackey, and every fiber of his being rejected that.

Hai Bodong had acted as an angel investor, earning Xiao Yan's respect. Fair enough.

But for him, Fan Tian, a transmigrator, to go sucking up to Xiao Yan too-did he have no shame?

Everyone wanted to be Xiao Yan, but no one could tolerate having someone like Xiao Yan around them.

Wherever Xiao Yan went, the treasures, opportunities, and women all belonged to him.

Who could put up with that?

What transmigrator could stand it?

And so Fan Tian was deeply troubled.

Xiao Yan had started out with the Gu Clan's heiress as his girlfriend. Yao Lao had taken him as a disciple and gifted him the Flame Mantra, his clan elders Xiao Xuan and Xiao Chen watched over him, the Woeful Poison Body and the Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python followed him, and even the two little girls he encountered were figures with the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils and the Ancient Void Dragon's Dragon Emperor status.

What the hell did being Sound Valley's young valley master count for?

In fact, Fan Tian already had a preliminary plan. He had secretly made hundreds upon hundreds of leaflets, preparing to expose Hun Tiandi's thousand-year scheme ahead of time.

Once he found the right moment to scatter those leaflets across the Central Plains, they were bound to stir up towering waves.

As long as Fan Tian muddied the waters of the Dou Qi Continent and exposed the Hun Clan's strength early, he could greatly delay the final showdown.

If Gu Yuan could even keep the Ancient Jade on his person, the Hun Clan would have to obediently wait another thousand years.

A late-stage nine-star was unbeatable. Without obtaining the Ancient Jade on Gu Yuan, wiping out the Gu Clan would be useless. Of course, if the Hun Clan captured Xun'er to threaten Gu Yuan, that would be another matter.

Of course, this could only buy time. They would still lose in the end.

After all, the Hun Clan had the nihility devouring flame to perpetuate its bloodline, so it would only grow stronger. The nihility devouring flame itself would also be the fastest to reach the nine-star Dou Saint late stage. Time was on the Hun Clan's side.

As for Xiao Yan, Fan Tian was not particularly worried. Once he held the Hun Clan back, he would ruthlessly snatch Xiao Yan's opportunities and women, slowing his advancement.

Expose Hun Tiandi while cutting Xiao Yan off at the pass-that was the path to survival Fan Tian had found for himself and Sound Valley.

[Host's successful transmigration detected. Binding system.]

A crisp voice abruptly rang in his ears, and a pale-blue screen of light appeared before Fan Tian.

Fan Tian froze, then his pupils widened.

Holy shit, my cheat's here.

[Please choose two of the following options. Countdown: thirty seconds.]

1. One portion of origin qi 2. Emperor realm soul 3. God-grade bloodline

4. Ancient Heavenly Snake Inheritance 5. Flame Mantra cultivation method 6. Ancient Emperor Mirror

7. Tunling Clan origin 8. Bodhi Ancient Tree

Looking at the eight options on the screen, Fan Tian frowned slightly, seemingly less than satisfied.

There were two kinds of cheats that most captivated transmigrators.

One was the kind that rewarded having lots of children with lots of blessings.

The other was the kind like that one.

You did the deed, enjoyed yourself, and even increased your strength-that was the many-children, many-blessings cheat. Other people learned by doing; with this cheat, you leveled up by doing. The more you did it, the faster your cultivation rose.

[Please make your selections as soon as possible. Countdown: twenty seconds.]

Helpless, Fan Tian could only set aside his displeasure and quickly weigh his choices.

Origin qi needed no consideration. It was a must.

An emperor realm soul was good, but a five-star Dou Zong's body simply could not contain such a soul. It would also easily attract the attention of the nihility devouring flame and Hun Tiandi. Like a child carrying gold through a busy market, it would bring disaster, not fortune.

After all, over the past thousand years, the Hun Clan had specifically established the Hall of Souls to hunt soul bodies across the continent so the nihility devouring flame could reach the emperor realm. If they discovered a ready-made emperor realm soul right there in Sound Valley...

A god-grade bloodline offered immense potential and a high ceiling, but without powerful backing, someone with such a bloodline probably would not live long-unless he could lower the villains' intelligence like Xiao Yan did.

The Flame Mantra cultivation method and the Ancient Heavenly Snake Inheritance were out. Fan Tian was neither fire-attributed nor a snake.

The Ancient Emperor Mirror was a secret treasure of an Ancient Emperor. It required numerous Dou Sheng to activate together and could even withstand a few moves from a Dou Di, but it would not mean much.

Fan Tian did not know much about the Tunling Clan origin. He only knew that the Tunling Clan was a race even more mysterious and powerful than the Ancient Eight Clans. Back then, had all the Emperor Clans on the Dou Qi Continent not joined forces, they might well have failed to defeat it.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree was also good, but it was not as though the Dou Qi Continent lacked one. If Xiao Yan could seize that opportunity, so could he. There was no need to waste a choice.

After a little thought, Fan Tian chose one and seven.

[Ding! Congratulations, host. You have obtained origin qi and the Tunling Clan origin.]

Fan Tian suddenly felt refreshed in body and mind. In a hazy instant, something seemed to have appeared deep within his soul.

[System unbinding complete. Wishing the host good luck.]

Leaving already?

That damned system sure ran fast.

"Why did you stop? I'm not fully relaxed yet."

Luo Linglong looked at Fan Tian, who had suddenly gone into a daze beside her with a silly grin, and complained.

Fan Tian came back to his senses, and his fingertips immediately began gliding over Luo Linglong's thighs.

Luo Linglong closed her eyes and relaxed her body.

"Master, how do you like my finger-softening touch?"

"Not bad. Just the right pressure. Your master feels very comfortable!" Luo Linglong said contentedly.

Fan Tian was quite pleased with Luo Linglong's expression. Before transmigrating, he had come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Massage, bone-setting, and acupuncture were ancestral skills.

"Master, next I want to venture out into the Central Plains and broaden my experience."

As he spoke, Fan Tian lifted Luo Linglong's right leg onto his shoulder to stretch it.

His plan remained unchanged. Everything would begin with throwing the Central Plains into turmoil. With spirit devouring, the more people died, the greater his opportunities would be.