Stronger Just by Breathing
Pingyin County.
“Train your muscles, bones, and skin on the outside, and train your breath on the inside. In our Extre Mountain Fist Hall, everyone is treated equally. Even the most precious internal cultivation techniques are taught to you. As long as you work hard enough, better and stronger cultivation techniques are waiting for you!”
Bi Hong, the eldest senior brother of the Extre Mountain Fist Hall, proclaid loudly, as the people at the boxing gym listened attentively. In the corner stood a dark and skinny figure, holding his head up. However, a closer look revealed his gaze to be vacant and dull.
It had been ten days since Chen Fei found himself inexplicably transported to this world. Only after absorbing the mories of the original body did he realize that this was a world similar to ancient tis on Earth.
However, there were martial artists here who held high positions and could easily kill an ordinary person, like crushing an ant.
Chen Fei was currently a nial worker in a dical hall, not even considered an apprentice, just doing odd jobs.
Learning dical skills? There was absolutely no chance for that, as they wouldn’t even give him the opportunity.
Learning secretly? If caught, he would be disabled on the spot and left to fend for himself.
The original body was unwilling to live like this for the rest of his life, so he obediently did his chores in the dical clinic, hoping to gain so favor and learn so skills.
Unfortunately, all the other nial workers had the sa idea, and Chen Fei began to question his life.
Helpless, he used the money he had saved to join the Extre Mountain Fist Hall to beco a disciple, hoping to change his fate.
The Extre Mountain Fist Hall was very straightforward, teaching him a breathing technique and a set of accompanying martial arts as soon as he beca a disciple. Chen Fei treasured them dearly and diligently practiced them in his spare ti.
After three months of martial arts training, just as he was about to get the hang of the breathing technique and martial arts, he overexerted himself and fell seriously ill, eventually passing away.
Chen Fei assimilated the mories of the original body and also had a keen interest in martial arts. He practiced for a period of ti.
However, the facts proved that there was a reason why the original body had been unable to learn martial arts in those three months.
It was because he was lacking in talent! When Chen Fei inherited this body, he realized that his talent was not much better either.
The original body had thought about making money and becoming wealthy with modern ideas.
Chen Fei originally had the sa idea, but he had signed a contract to work as a nial servant in the dical hall for 20 years.
If he wanted to leave, it was not impossible, but he would have to pay a high price to break the contract.
Moreover, all the extra inco he earned belonged to the dical hall, and if he were found to be hiding anything, he would be severely punished.
It was rather inhumane and cruel.
The original owner had paid a huge price to enter it just to be a servant for a lifeti.
At least in the dical hall, he had the chance to work like an ox or a horse, while in other places, he wouldn’t even have the opportunity to do so.
It wasn’t until just now that a virtual panel appeared in front of Chen Fei’s eyes.
Na: Chen Fei
Class: None
Cultivation Technique: Extre Mountain Fist, Extre Mountain Breathing Technique
Cultivation Realm: None
“Discovered cultivation technique. Do you want to spend one tael of silver to simplify Extre Mountain Fist?”
“Discovered cultivation technique. Spend one tael of silver to simplify Extre Mountain Breathing Technique?” the interface prompted Chen Fei, who was montarily distracted by its sudden appearance.
“Start practicing!” Bi Hong barked, interrupting his thoughts. “If you don’t make progress in the Extre Mountain Fist soon, you’ll have to pay more money to co to the martial arts hall next month. You should be aware of this!”
Chen Fei returned to his senses and continued practicing diligently, not daring to speak out of turn.
Bi Hong glanced at him skeptically. He knew Chen Fei’s background and had a feeling that he was just an ordinary person who wouldn’t be able to change his fate.
After two hours of grueling training, Chen Fei left the boxing hall feeling exhausted and hungry.
He hurried back to the dical hall, greeting a few familiar nial servants before retreating to his shared dormitory. The cramped space slled sour and pungent, but Chen Fei was used to it by now. When he first arrived, he almost passed out from the overwhelming odor.
“One tael of silver. It’s not that much money,” Chen Fei muttered to himself as he sat on his bunk, frowning at the panel.
He still didn’t understand its function, and no matter how he tried to activate it, it remained unresponsive. Only the flashing notifications asking for paynt caught his attention.
But Chen Fei had already spent all his savings to join the Extre Mountain Fist Hall, and he hadn’t earned a single tael of silver since then.
“I have to find a way to get this money,” he thought, recalling that the original body had hidden a dicinal herb outside.
A few months ago, the dical hall had run out of herbs, so the nial workers had followed the herb gatherers up the mountain to pick more. During that trip, the original body had secretly hidden an herb. They had also encountered sothing evil on the mountain, and three people had died, prompting the original body to learn martial arts.
He had heard that if one cultivated martial arts to a certain level, they could resist such entities. Even if they couldn’t fight back, the entity would target those with weaker vitality first.
Given the recent unrest in the area outside the county town, the dical hall would likely need to gather herbs more often. This was Chen Fei’s chance to retrieve the hidden herb and sell it to earn the needed money.
He left the dormitory, intending to borrow from the other nial workers, but they all refused. One tael of silver was too much for them to spare.
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