"Lin Changkong, give me the Hundred Spirits Grass you picked on the mountain. Brother Qingyun is entering the Outer Sect Advancement Qualifier and happens to need it."
Lin Changkong looked at the girl standing before him, hand outstretched, face cold, wearing an expression of utter righteousness. His head filled with question marks.
Chaotic memories rapidly flooded into his mind.
"The cultivation world, Heavenly Fire Sect... Even something as good as transmigrating has fallen into my lap?"
His predecessor had neither father nor mother and had been an orphan since childhood. He had a girl next door named Su Qingqing, who had grown up alongside him—the very person now standing before him.
According to those memories, his predecessor had liked Su Qingqing since they were young. The two could be considered childhood sweethearts, and Su Qingqing had once personally said that she liked him too.
Yet after joining Heavenly Fire Sect, Su Qingqing immediately turned around and fell for someone else. She even exploited his predecessor's feelings for her, hoodwinking him until he could barely walk straight.
For example, the pills distributed every month were all taken by Su Qingqing and passed on to her new lover.
And whenever she carried out missions, she always dragged his predecessor along. Whenever danger arose, she made him go first, turning him into cannon fodder.
"Lin Changkong, I did promise to be with you once, but surely you can't stop me from running toward someone better?"
"If you love me, then don't think about being with me. Turn that love into secretly protecting Brother Qingyun and me."
"Even if you're sick, you still need to scout the way for Brother Qingyun. If you die, you only lose one life, but Brother Qingyun would lose his bright future!"
There were too many things like that to count.
A few days ago, his predecessor had discovered a Hundred Spirits Grass on a cliff. He had risked his life to pick it, only to fall from the cliff and lose half his life.
Today, Lin Changkong had taken over this body. His predecessor's fate was easy enough to imagine.
And throughout all this, Su Qingqing had not come to look at him once or offer a single word of concern. Now she had run over, held out her hand, and demanded the Hundred Spirits Grass for her lover.
Lin Changkong frowned deeply. His predecessor's simping spirit was so profound that even Boiling Goat would have to call him Grandmaster.
But he was not his predecessor. What era was this, and he was still being a simp?
[Name: Lin Changkong] [Realm: Body Refining Second Level] [Technique: Vajra Body Refining Technique (Second Tier, Beginner)] [Martial Art: Eight Extremes Collapse Fist (First Tier, Beginner)] [Activate the system to receive ten years of cultivation every day. Activate?]
A somewhat illusory panel suddenly appeared in his mind. Lin Changkong was not surprised. Before transmigrating, he had been a failed webnovel author, so of course he knew that a system was standard equipment for transmigrators.
It took him only a short time to figure out the system's function: it granted him ten years of cultivation every day.
"Activate!"
Without any hesitation, he activated it immediately.
[Activation successful. Host has received ten years of cultivation.] [Year One: You diligently practiced the Vajra Body Refining Technique, but due to your abysmally poor aptitude, your progress crawled like a snail.] [Year Two: You trained diligently day and night without pause, reaching Body Refining Third Level. The Eight Extremes Collapse Fist improved slightly.] [Year Three...] [Year Ten: After ten years of bitter cultivation, you finally broke through your shackles. The Vajra Body Refining Technique reached Greater Mastery, and the Eight Extremes Collapse Fist reached Greater Mastery. You became a small fry at Body Refining Fifth Level.]
As cultivation poured into his body, Lin Changkong immediately felt both his physical condition and strength growing at an explosive pace.
His cultivation instantly rose from Body Refining Second Level to Body Refining Fifth Level, and the Eight Extremes Collapse Fist also reached Greater Mastery.
Meanwhile, Su Qingqing, standing before him, was only at Body Refining Fifth Level herself. There was no way her martial arts attainments had reached the Perfection Realm.
This rate of improvement was practically a bug!
Even if this body's aptitude really was terrible, with ten years of cultivation a day, he could raise even a pig into something worthwhile.
"Lin Changkong, I'm talking to you. Are you deaf? Let me tell you, tomorrow is the Outer Sect Advancement Qualifier. Brother Qingyun absolutely needs this Hundred Spirits Grass to increase his strength.
Didn't you say you liked me? If you like me, you should think of my needs. You won't even give up one Hundred Spirits Grass. How can you be so selfish?"
Su Qingqing glared at him, acting as though she could not possibly be more justified.
The so-called Outer Sect Advancement Qualifier was a competition held by Heavenly Fire Sect to select servants' disciples qualified to enter the Outer Sect.
Every servants' disciple could participate in the qualifier. Winning allowed them to enter the advancement competition, and only those who placed in the top ten there could truly become Outer Sect Disciples.
Tomorrow was the day of the qualifier, while the advancement competition would be held the day after.
Although everyone could participate in the qualifier, in reality, those qualified to contend for the final ten spots generally had cultivation at Body Refining Seventh Level or above.
Su Qingqing's lover, Zhang Qingyun, was at Body Refining Seventh Level and was one of the seeded candidates to become an Outer Sect Disciple this time.
"Lin Changkong, are you deaf?!"
When Lin Changkong remained silent for so long, Su Qingqing grew even angrier and immediately began cursing.
"You need to get one thing straight: with your aptitude, you'll be stuck in the Body Tempering Realm for the rest of your life. But Brother Qingyun is different. He has talent. As long as he enters the Outer Sect, he'll have a chance to become an expert in the Qi Gathering Realm.
If you truly like me, then give the Hundred Spirits Grass to Brother Qingyun instead of selfishly keeping it for trash like yourself.
I'm only saying this because of the affection we once shared. If you still can't tell good from bad, then I'll never speak to you again.
Can you bear the consequences?"
Su Qingqing's face was full of righteous indignation, yet beneath her anger lay an overwhelming sense of superiority.
Based on her understanding of Lin Changkong, she knew that even if he was reluctant to part with the Hundred Spirits Grass, as long as she said she would ignore him from now on, he would definitely give in.
Lin Changkong rubbed his temples, looked at Su Qingqing, and said, "Come here. I'll show you something precious."
Su Qingqing was instantly overjoyed. Lin Changkong had poor aptitude even among the servants' disciples and no background whatsoever. He could not possibly possess any other treasure. He only had one Hundred Spirits Grass.
Clearly, he was still going to hand the Hundred Spirits Grass over to her.
Su Qingqing snorted coldly, walked up to Lin Changkong, and haughtily held out her hand before him.
"That's more like it. Hurry up and give me the Hundred Spirits Grass. Brother Qingyun is still waiting for me."
Lin Changkong chuckled.
"Give it to you?"
"I'll give you a big damn slap!"
Smack!
Lin Changkong raised his hand and slapped Su Qingqing across the face, sending her spinning in place before she fell flat on the ground like a dog eating shit.
Su Qingqing screamed, clutching her face as she turned back toward Lin Changkong, her face full of disbelief.
"Lin Changkong, have you gone crazy?!"
Lin Changkong clapped his hands and said with a chuckle, "Who the hell do you think you are? You say give it to you, and I have to give it to you? Do you think you're beautiful, or do you think you're outstanding?
So what if you found Zhang Qingyun as your lover? You're still a worn-out shoe I threw away, and he merely picked you up and put you back on.
You're a worn-out shoe—where did you get such a huge sense of superiority, you lowly sow?"
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