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 363: The Nine Peaks of Qin Sect Across the Nine Peaks of the Qin Sect, the architecture was meticulously compartmentalized by function. The sprawling grounds hosted pavilions for artifact refining, alchemy labs, talisman drafting studios, formation crafting chambers, disciple dormitories, the Sutra Library, the grand mountain gate, the main hall, the secret vault, the Merit Hall, herb gardens, spirit fields, servant quarters, kitchens, dining halls, warehouses, and martial arenas. These facilities were scattered like stars across the nine distinct
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