"Huh?
What did I draw?"
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained Enchanting Eyeshadow ×1!]
…No, what the hell is Enchanting Eyeshadow?
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained Sweet Tofu Pudding ×1!]
Tang Qingmo: …I'm on the savory side.
After finishing the twelve-draw combo, Tang Qingmo briefly sorted through his rewards.
At the mont, the items he could use for cultivation were the Great Tonic Pill and the Qi–Blood Pill.
Items ant to be used on others included the Mute Pill and the Honest Red Bean Bun.
As for the rest, he set them aside for now.
He himself had only cultivated basic body techniques. While that was more than enough to deal with the Tang family, if Tang Jianren later spent big money to hire high-level martial artists, this useless body simply wouldn't be able to handle it!
So he needed to cultivate and improve imdiately!
[System, open the cultivation space for .]
[Got it!]
The cultivation space provided by the system was a special place.
Cultivating inside it was not affected by the flow of ti outside—it was an extrely powerful cheat.
However, it could only be activated when the host was in a safe location!
[Host, every ti you master one manual, you'll get three free lottery draws!]
[Alright.]
Forget the lottery for now—Tang Qingmo just wanted to strengthen his body as quickly as possible. He directly selected all ten basic martial arts skills and started learning them.
This body was extrely weak, with no solid foundation. He had to start from scratch!
[Host, you're going to cultivate ten manuals at once?]
The system was shocked.
Even though ti didn't pass inside the space, doing ten at once was still insanely intense!
Tang Qingmo nodded.
[They're just the most basic martial arts. I'll learn them very quickly.]
All the manuals listed by the system were things he already knew before transmigrating—this was simply relearning them.
If not for how useless this body was, Tang Qingmo would have wanted to skip levels and cultivate skills with special effects!
The system said weakly:
[But the original host studied at the Modu Martial Arts Academy for many years and didn't achieve much in cultivation.]
Tang Qingmo replied calmly:
[That's because no one taught him.]
Even though the original host later beca a tragic novel protagonist, he had once been a Child of Fortune protected by the Heavenly Dao—he definitely possessed an extraordinary cultivation physique!
This was proven by the system's description of the original tiline, where—before the Heavenly Dao was invaded—the original host beca a peerless prodigy of the martial world.
But now, after turning into a universally despised punching bag and being a human doormat, just surviving was already a miracle.
How could anyone possibly teach him cultivation?
But Tang Qingmo was different!
Before transmigrating, he was already a martial arts genius. He knew how to cultivate efficiently and could fully comprehend every manual.
Thus, he quickly flipped through the ten basic martial arts manuals, consud the Body-Cleansing Pill from the newbie gift pack, sat down cross-legged, and began circulating the qi and blood within his body.
Tang Qingmo could feel his body gradually heating up.
His blood flow accelerated, as if faint electric currents were coursing through him.
Scenes of martial techniques continuously surfaced in his mind, and his hands instinctively began to imitate them.
Bang—!
Powerful palm strikes slashed through the air, fists thrusting forward and shattering the airflow itself!
In less than an hour, Tang Qingmo opened his eyes.
A scorching warm current filled his entire body, and he felt completely refreshed!
He had mastered ten basic martial arts manuals. Although he hadn't yet broken through to beco an official martial artist, based on his years of combat experience, the current Tang Qingmo could already rival a second-rank martial artist!
He was itching to use the Tang family as test subjects!
But before that, Tang Qingmo caught a whiff of a foul stench coming from his body.
Because he had taken the Body-Cleansing Pill before cultivating, large amounts of black, foul-slling impurities were being expelled from his pores.
…Ti to shower first.
This bedroom had its own private bathroom—no need to use the communal showers like the original host had before.
After finishing his shower, Tang Qingmo heard a commotion coming from downstairs.
It seed that Tang Feifei—whom he had slapped into the hospital earlier that morning—had returned…
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