No less,
A tier 2 beast called the bull-dog panther breaks into the sect and enter the registration hall were the sects disciples were cleaning and the elder on duty is absent so before the other elders were alarmed, carnage has really commence,
Remembering how he a sickly boy manage to survive by a hair breath from death ,
wish to cause what ever damn luck that brought him here,
and also remembering his only desire which is greater than cultivation itself for knowing that the later is almost impossible without a divine degree so his only wish and desire is to gather all novel fiction writers:- scolding and causing them from their first and to forth of their ancestry lineage and showing his great disappointment on the time and energy spend by their parents in birthing them and the parents for poor potent and hereditary traits.
Remembering that he had to drag his sickly body and go to the skill hall on the luminary mountain to clean as usual because even though he is sick he had to work for the sect can not feed a burden this is the reality of this world.
Where love ones betrayed their love ones over benefits and strength,
a mother abandoning her child because of weakness and fear,
a fiance abandoning and breaking engagement due to elevation in rank and status,
slaughtering a whole city because of small disputes,
emperor ensuing a degree to massacre a whole region both beast and humans blood flowing like river,
sect fighting over resources and benefits,
castrating men because of mis-glance,
better and well credited schemers that plots and layout traps causing dynasties to fight a world ending battles,
slaves trade for fun,
demon paths running rampart causing blood and mayhem everywhere they passed.
Wei shiyan knows better than any one on the rules of adaptation.
He had to adapt and coming to this world the only benefit he had is his super strong soul,
Yes super strong soul because he can feel it from his very core.
Something that helps him survive yesterday's ordeal .
His soul pulsate with intense warning making him feel light almost like everything around him has become clear and even his mind is so clear and gives him unbelievable confidence.
Even when walking to the library now, his whole being is clear making him believe that his soul is still active even though that did nothing to change his physique problem he still looks sickly.
Reaching the library he great the hall keeper:- uncle tang who everybody refers to as walking wine gourd,
Yes he is an unbelievable drunkard, he didn't even response to my greetings which I have no qualms.
Walking through the narrow way corridor the whole library on the luminary hall is just having 5 tier 1 mortal middle grade martial arts and 1 one page cultivation technique full definition of excessive over-plus poverty shouting.
Well I can't care less because I can't cultivate, but even if I can I know that trying to learn this technique is just like removing my underwear to hang myself with,
Because this can not be learned they are all rubbish with flashy names I can still remember three years back when one new unlucky disciple is been admitted to the sect,
Who feels and believes that this world is his play ground.
I can still remember how he swaggered up and down to the skill hall everyday and be deceived oh no I mean 'lead' by the 'great wisdom walking wine gourd deity to shuras kingdom, dead.
So fancifully super dead by qi deviation with his butt raised up and head down like giving his last kowtow to his teacher the wine walking gourd,
the most Gore part of it is having his intestine forced out through his an*s,
And his reverend teacher just sighed
Shaking his head saying shamelessly:-
" Youths this days are so rash"
If he heard this I believe he will spurt blood due to anger.
Well I can only imagine how he will be shouting out violent causes from shura's kingdom, oh I still wonder if he will be a eunuch in that place since shura is the emperor.
As wei shiyan was almost done with cleaning
He reached the one only cultivation technique standing which he called mister one page division
His hand touched it and he open it having a title writen boldly "" soul rings "" .
His eyes scan through the technique then :-
BOOM~~
There comes a roar and a thunderous boom
from his soul which is still awake all this time.
For the first time but to his greatest surprise his soul thumped with extreme desire and eagerness his heart beating like a war drum that even he breath with difficulty.
What puzzled him the most is that he had looked into this technique several times but this time is different, he doesn't know if it because his soul is awake but sincerely speaking,
This technique is broken and is built entirely on possibilities, assumptions, probabilities, spectacles and calculations of "maybe" which always frightened him,
the technique is written by an old friend of the first hall master and that writer is a Mortal,
Yes a real bloody mortal that has never cultivate.