Only at the peak of the Savage Martial Realm Fourth Layer?
Having inherited the original owner's memories, Bu Wuchen naturally knew that, whether in the Great Liang Kingdom where he now lived or in other countries, cultivators' strength ranked from lowest to highest as follows-
Savage Martial Realm, Qi Observation Realm, Qi Control Realm, Divine Communion Realm...
Each major realm was further divided into nine minor levels.
Even someone at only the fourth level of the Savage Martial Realm was an existence ordinary people could only look up to;
after all, although martial pursuits were all the rage in this world, those who could open their meridians, condense power, and cultivate Mystic Qi were formidable individuals found only once in a hundred!
For a boy of Bu Wuchen's age—fifteen or sixteen—to reach the peak of the Savage Martial Realm Fourth Layer was quite respectable in this cold borderland.
But...
In the imperial capital, where experts gathered like clouds, it really was not enough to amount to anything.
Brute Martial Realm, Brute Martial Realm—in the end, one was still merely "a savage brute."
Only when cultivators reached the Qi Observation Realm and could condense tangible, visible Mystic Dipper Qi on the surface of their bodies could they be considered to have escaped the ranks of "martial brutes."
And when he thought of the former status of the person whose body his soul now inhabited, the transmigrated Bu Wuchen really could not feel happy-
"A descendant of the grand general's household, and with mountains of resources piled into him, this was all he managed?"
"Oh, right. This body's previous owner was screwed over, causing his cultivation to plummet by more than ninety percent."
"Ah, you were a pitiful fellow too."
"But don't worry. Since I borrowed your body to transmigrate into this other world, I'll fulfill that deeply branded obsession of yours for you!"
"After all, I've got a system to cheat with. I won't be some five-combat-power trash getting beaten up!"
"Let's see what goodies this Otherworld Beginner Gift Pack has inside!"
With a thought, the lid of the magnificent treasure chest displayed on the control panel slowly opened-
"Ding! Host has successfully opened the Otherworld Beginner Gift Pack. Aptitudes for all professions, including treasure appraiser, beast tamer, alchemist, and weaponsmith, have awakened; "Host has also received one special item: Elementary Realm Doubling Token."
Bu Wuchen was utterly stunned. "Holy crap, it's that badass?"
Having inherited his predecessor's memories, he knew very well just how rare special professions such as treasure appraisers and beast tamers were-
These people were collectively known as "specialist masters," and every one of them was outstanding in a particular field!
To become a specialist master, a cultivator not only needed exceptional talent suited to the profession but also had to cultivate a complementary Mystic Power attribute.
For instance, a beast tamer needed an affinity for beast souls and had to cultivate wood-attribute Mystic Power, which possessed the greatest vitality of nature.
If Savage Martial Realm cultivators were already one-in-a-hundred powerhouses among ordinary people...
then specialist masters were undoubtedly heaven's favorites, found only once among ten thousand cultivators!
Moreover, other specialist masters' achievements were confined to a single field;
Bu Wuchen, on the other hand, was something else-
One beginner gift pack had directly made him an all-profession, all-capable existence!
"Wahahahaha! Now that's a generous gift pack!"
"Let's look at the other thingy..."
[Basic Realm Ascension Token]: Upon use, increases the host's current Mystic Qi cultivation by five to seven levels. However, as a "basic token," this item only works on cultivators in the Savage Martial Realm.
"Ha, nice, nice!"
Bu Wuchen grinned and thought, I'm in the Savage Martial Realm right now. Even with the worst luck, my Mystic Qi cultivation will shoot up five levels, taking me to the Savage Martial Realm Peak!
With a little luck, I could even break straight through the Brute Martial Realm and reach the higher Qi Observation Realm!
"Huh? Why have the corners of Young Master's mouth lifted a little?"
Wan Xiaoyao suddenly startled. "Am I seeing things?"
Bang!
Before the sweet little maid could take a closer look, a tremendous crash suddenly came from the doorway.
A thin old man with graying hair had been kicked into the room, landing facedown on the floor...
"Grandpa A Chun?!"
Wan Xiaoyao cried out.
This old man, as thin as a rake, was none other than A Chun, the old servant who had followed Bu Wuchen to this cold borderland alongside the maid Wan Xiaoyao.
"Hmph! An old dog like you dares block my way?"
As those words rang out, a boy who was young but already sported a great potbelly swaggered arrogantly through the doorway.
His tiny, bean-sprout eyes lewdly sized up Wan Xiaoyao, who was leaning over Bu Wuchen's bedside, her delicate figure fully revealed.
Licking his broad, thick, toadlike lips, he gave a sinister grin. "Hehehe, little beauty, now that your new master has graced you with his presence, why aren't you crawling over to kneel and welcome me?"
No sooner had the fat boy's arrogant words fallen than the two household thugs beside him began clamoring one after the other. "Hurry up and pay your debt!"
"That's right. Repaying what you owe is heaven's law and earth's principle."
"If you can't pay up now, hehe..."
"Then according to the contract we signed before, from today onward, you're our master's lowly slave!"
Wan Xiaoyao's slender brows drew tightly together, and her pretty face instantly filled with mingled tension and anger.
She had accompanied Bu Wuchen since childhood, and having lived in a military household, she had seen quite a few things; her horizons and courage far surpassed those of her peers.
But now, she no longer had the towering tree of the grand general's household to shelter her;
on top of that, when she left the imperial capital, her cultivation had been completely crippled;
and her young master, her pillar of support, lay unconscious;
only fourteen or fifteen years old, Wan Xiaoyao was now filled with panic and helplessness...
By comparison, the old servant A Chun, who had weathered many great storms, appeared much calmer.
Weakly, but still firmly, the old man said, "The repayment deadline stipulated in the contract is still far off. Yao'er remains free."
"You, however, have entered a private residence without permission. The penalty for that..."
"Hahahahaha! What a joke!"
Before the old servant A Chun could finish, the boy, as fat as a fleshy toad, interrupted him with wild laughter and declared haughtily, "This is my residence-Lin Zhuliang's residence."
"I can come whenever I please. How could that possibly count as 'breaking in'?"
"I let you stay in this house for three months for free, without charging you so much as half a copper, and now you're fucking talking to me about 'entering a private residence without permission'?"
Hearing this, even the gentle, kindhearted Wan Xiaoyao could not help rebuking him sharply. "You bastard, twisting black into white!"
"Back then, you were the one who was so terribly eager, insisting on inviting our young master to settle here, even offering to give us this residence."
"When Young Master refused to accept it, you shamelessly begged us to stay here, saying that if we gave you so much as half a copper, we would be looking down on you."
"How has it become our fault now?"