Chapter 1 This protagonist is a bit cowardly

Wutan City.

A carriage from the Yunlan Sect drove into Wutan City, attracting the onlookers in the streets and alleys of Wutan City to start their own imaginative drama.

A few minutes later, a thin figure, barely better than a beggar, walked into the city gate.

Perhaps it was because the young man had a very bad image, so even though he possessed Xuan-level fighting skills, he was not worried that anyone would attack him.

"Yes, who would believe that an orphan who is busy trying to eat every day and doesn't even have three sets of clothes in total, actually possesses a profound-level fighting skill?"

Han Cheng laughed at himself in his heart, touching the palm-sized piece of iron, a flash of heat in his eyes.

He had a very poor background, was born into a poor family, lost both his parents, and when he was ten years old and almost starved to death, he awakened his memories of his past life.

During these five years, Han Cheng, relying on his life experience of two lifetimes, managed to barely escape poverty.

However, because he is too weak now, Han Cheng has to force himself to continue maintaining his previous image so as not to be targeted by some people with ulterior motives.

"A fourteen-year-old one-star fighter, I really brought shame to the Reborn Alliance and the Transmigrated Alliance..."

The moon was at its zenith. Han Cheng, who had just broken through to the fighter level, narrowed his eyes. He was still very satisfied with himself.

Before he recovered his memories of his past life, he had only reached the second level of fighting spirit when he was nine years old.

When Xiao Yan was at his lowest point, he was at the third stage of Dou Qi, but he was only at the second stage...

After recovering his memory, Han Cheng worked hard to make ends meet while practicing. In five years, he went from the second level of Dou Qi to a one-star Dou Zhe, which was already very good.

After all, he has no one to help him, and he has to spend time doing even the smallest things. How much time can he have for cultivation?

Moreover, the cultivation of fighting spirit does not bring much improvement to oneself, especially in the first few stages. You still have to sleep when you need to sleep. At least in the fighting spirit stage, you cannot use cultivation to replace sleep.

If it weren't for the fact that he had lived two lives and his powerful soul power only allowed Han Cheng to sleep six hours a day, he would probably have to spend another year or two to break through to the Fighter level...

"Never mind, I'll wait for another two months until the Canaan College recruiting team arrives, and then leave Wutan City. With my talent for cultivation, I can still hope to break through to Dou Wang by the age of 40 or 50, let alone Dou Zong."

"If you don't have a golden finger or a strong background, don't think about those things. Just find a safe place and grow up slowly. You'll be thankful if you can break through to the Douling realm before you turn 20."

"Then I'll find a remote small city, marry a few more beautiful wives, and have a few children. That's better than anything else."

"It's better to leave Wutan City as soon as possible. The protagonist's fellow villager sounds pretty good. It's not impossible that Emperor Yan might give you some elixirs to improve your strength in the future. But the prerequisite is that you have to live to that time..."

"Who knows if those soul clan members will suddenly go crazy and destroy Wutan City with a single blow?"

Han Cheng counted the seven hundred gold coins he had hidden in the rat hole, recalled his experience of using his little wisdom to make money in the past few years, and nodded with satisfaction.

"That's it. Stay in Canaan College for a few years. If things don't work out, find a way to stay and teach. Reputation doesn't matter. Survival is the most important thing..."

Han Cheng looked at the piece of iron that was carrying the low-level Xuan-level fighting skill, and fell into memories.

When he just recovered his memory, Han Cheng was still thinking about snatching Xiao Yan's opportunity and becoming the "Yan Emperor".

It's just that the reality doesn't allow it. Not to mention that the elders and patriarchs of the Xiao family are all great fighters, even the gatekeeper is a fighter. Why is he stealing other people's opportunities?
Yao Lao and Xiao Xun'er are Xiao Yan's real opportunities and backers. As for the cave in the Warcraft Mountain Range with the Pure Lotus Demon Fire Map...it does look like the most likely thing to get, but we have to consider that this is a real world, and we can't treat other people as fools!

At least you have to have the strength to face high-level fighters, right?
But...what does Han Cheng have?

All the martial arts and fighting skills are common stuff. How high can Han Cheng's combat effectiveness be improved by the intermediate yellow-level martial arts and fighting skills?

Han Cheng spent five years finding this sucking palm after guessing where it might appear based on the original work...

Do you want to practice?
necessary!
He sacrificed a lot of time for cultivation, hoping to find this one thing that would allow him to cross the social class in a short period of time. Otherwise, what hope would there be for his normal cultivation?
After going to Canaan College, it is not certain that you will be able to obtain fighting skills suitable for you in a short period of time. Since you know that you are in an environment with good conditions, why not give it a try?

Although... this low-level Xuan-grade fighting skill is a bit weak among the fighting skills of the same level, it is also the result of Han Cheng's labor, so why not use it?

There were almost no social activities, allowing Han Cheng to concentrate on practicing his fighting skills.

Who would care about a kid who might starve to death tomorrow?
There are so many people in the Douqi Continent, you can live or die as you please, one more person won’t make a difference anyway.

You are not even a Dou Ling, and you have no soul after death. The Soul Palace guardians don’t even bother to look at you.

Han Cheng once thought that maybe if he didn't practice cultivation and just lived as an ordinary person, life might not be so bad.

But he couldn't convince himself that the power he possessed was his real support.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

The Canaan College admissions team arrived, but Han Cheng did not sign up immediately. Instead, he went to the Mitre Auction House.

"Sir, is there anything you need?" The auction house waiter suppressed his disgust and did not turn away Han Cheng, who was dressed as a beggar.

"I want to appraise the treasure." Han Cheng was not angry about this kind of look, he just got used to it.

Han Cheng was brought to the treasure appraisal room by the waiter. He saw the waiter leave quickly, shook his head slightly, picked up the tea on the table, and poured himself a cup.

This world... well, all worlds are the same, people are treated differently based on their status.

The lower class people are like grass in any world and are not treated as human beings. The privileged class will think that this world is beautiful.

"I wonder what treasure this little brother has that needs to be identified. Bring it over to me quickly."

A charming woman's voice sounded, causing Han Cheng to come out of his "Longchang enlightenment" state.

Han Cheng raised his eyelids and took a look. It turned out to be the chief auctioneer of Mittel Auction House, Yafei.

After taking a look, Han Cheng lowered his head without any reluctance, took out the iron sheet and put it on the table.

In this world, before you gain strength, it is better to be an ascetic monk. At least you will not fall into meaningless trouble because of women.

"This is a Xuan-level fighting skill. You'd better find an alchemist or someone with stronger perception to identify it, so that they won't think I'm a liar."

Han Cheng was confident that his talent as a one-star fighter at the age of fourteen would allow him to enter Canaan College, so he decided to exchange the suction palm he had practiced for resources that could make him stronger.

It's a good deal to reuse used things, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)