Qin Lu transmigrated into a dangerous cultivation world, inhabiting the body of a 35-year-old middle-aged man buried in debt. No background, no resources, and mediocre talent. He thought he was doomed. But then, he awakened a Proficiency Panel. As long as he practices, his skills improve. There are no bottlenecks, only the grind.
A simple [Ignition Technique] meant for lighting stoves? Grandmaster Level: It becomes the Fire Fist that incinerates armies. A weak [Finger Flick] used to kill flies? Grandmaster Level: It evolves into an Air Cannon that snipes enemies from miles away. A common [Body Shield]? Grandmaster Level: It becomes an Absolute Defense that ignores all attacks.
While others fight for resources, Qin Lu stays home, grinds his skills, and hoards his wealth. He wants to keep a low profile, but the world is cruel. Gang wars, arrogant young masters, and ruthless cultivators force his hand. “I just want to live forever,” Qin Lu sighs as he turns a foundation establishment cultivator into ash with a snap of his fingers. “Why do you force me to kill you?”
Chapter 310: Spirit Isolation Formation Qin Lu waited in the decimated clearing for half an hour before Liu Sangeng finally limped into view. The intense battle had reduced the man’s robes to scorched rags. Bare-chested and covered in a thick layer of black soot, he looked less like a seasoned cultivator and more like a miserable beggar. Yet, his eyes burned with a manic excitement. Ignoring his own wretched state, Liu Sangeng hurried over, grinning toothily. “Old Qin! That bastard
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