Hearing the noise outside, a handsome young man of about fifteen or sixteen inside the room let out a heavy sigh.
"What terrible luck. I actually transmigrated into a cultivation world, and it was even a soul transmigration.
The fellow whose body I've taken over was a good-for-nothing with poor aptitude. After being ambushed and gravely injured beyond recovery, he died, which allowed me to seize this opportunity.
Yet my present situation hardly looks promising. The Master I could always rely on went off to gather spiritual medicine and never returned.
To top it all off, the lease on the house I rented in the market town is about to expire. It really never rains but pours! If Master fails to return within half a month, we'll be driven out of the market town. This is so distressing!
Before leaving, Master didn't leave behind a single spirit stone; he must have exhausted all our family wealth just to save me.
As for my own storage bag, aside from a few pieces of Rank 1 Low-Grade Talisman Paper, a stick of spiritual ink, and a Talisman Brush, there is absolutely nothing else. I am dirt poor!"
The person who had just been muttering to himself was named Xu Feng. He was originally from the Blue Star, but unfortunately died in a car accident, which led to him accidentally transmigrating to this unfamiliar place.
At the very beginning, because the original owner hadn't completely died yet, he had struggled with him for control of the body. In the end, he won, and the original owner's soul completely dissipated, though he retained all the original owner's memories.
Once he had completely sobered up, his Master gave him a few words of instruction and then hurriedly headed into the mountains to gather spiritual medicine.
Although his external injuries seemed to have healed, the greatest damage inflicted upon him during the previous ambush came from the virulent poison smeared on the dharma tool.
That poison was the real culprit behind his prolonged unconsciousness. If it wasn't thoroughly eradicated, it would likely leave behind sequelae that would sever his Dao path.
Actually, if he were willing to cough up two hundred spirit stones, he could buy a Detoxification Pill to neutralize the poison from the apothecary in the market town. But he and his Master were simply too poor, and this expense was entirely too hefty.
Although his Master counted as an Amulet Master, he was only at the Rank 1 Low-Grade level, with a success rate of just over thirty percent.
Even after deducting costs, they could make a modest profit, but by the end of the year, after subtracting the rent and their expenses for purchasing cultivation resources, they basically had barely a few spirit stones left over.
Consequently, it was difficult for them to scrape together such a massive sum of spirit stones on short notice. Left with no alternative, his Master chose to venture into the mountains alone to gather the primary ingredient for refining the Detoxification Pill.
If he successfully harvested the spiritual medicine and handed it over to the apothecary, he would receive a Detoxification Pill free of charge.
At this thought, Xu Feng couldn't help feeling a wave of emotion. The fellow who shared his name had been quite fortunate to have such a deeply caring Master.
He secretly resolved in his heart that since he had taken over this body, he would bear the karma and filial duties in his place and treat his Master well.
The moment he silently made this vow, he suddenly felt the final trace of estrangement between his soul and this body vanish. Only now could he be considered to have completely gained mastery over this body, becoming Xu Feng in the truest sense.
At the same time, a mechanical, synthetic electronic voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
[Ding, host detected to be completely integrated with this world. The Myriad Arts Cultivation System is hereby activated.]
Hm?
Xu Feng was instantly stunned.
Did he suffer from auditory hallucinations? Or had a golden finger truly descended upon him?
In a flash, he wept tears of joy, and a tremendous sense of happiness filled his heart—a feeling outsiders could never truly comprehend.
In truth, ever since the moment he gained control of this body, he had been yearning for a golden finger to arrive. Yet no matter how he called out, there was simply no response.
Afterward, he had grown disheartened, assuming he didn't possess a golden finger at all.
Yet he never expected it to actually appear today. As a cultivator, he was incomparably certain that what he had heard just now was not an auditory hallucination, but a genuine prompt.
He had heard it very clearly: the activated system was called the Myriad Arts Cultivation System.
It was not some get-rich-quick check-in system or punch-in system. It seemed that this kind of system could only serve as an aid; relying on it to become invincible without putting in any effort himself would probably be rather difficult.
However, this gadget couldn't resolve his urgent crisis for the time being either. Out of all the myriad cultivation arts, he had barely managed to learn Amulet-Making, and even then, only scratched the surface. He couldn't trigger any rewards like this!
Damn it, why don't you give me a beginner's gift pack? I've seen other people's golden fingers come with those. You aren't shortchanging me, are you?
As if hearing his inner thoughts, a prompt rang out once again in his mind.
[Detected that the only cultivation art the host has previously touched is Amulet-Making. A special reward of one epiphany in Amulet-Making is granted. Upon use, it can elevate the host's amulet-making skill in a short period.]
"Damn it."
Xu Feng cursed aloud.
This was truly wishing for something and having it appear!
At the same time, it confirmed that this system would not directly grant him lifespan or cultivation level.
Everything rewarded was related to the myriad cultivation arts, and it wouldn't directly boost his strength; in the end, everything still had to be earned through his own efforts.
With this thought, he called upon the system in his heart once more, and an option instantly appeared in his mind.
[Use Amulet-Making Epiphany]
Yes / No
By this point, Xu Feng had no spare energy to consider anything else, and directly tapped on the "Yes" option.
In an instant, a vast amount of amulet-making experience and related knowledge seemed to be forcibly crammed into his mind.
These things were formless yet firmly imprinted in his mind, ready to surface before his eyes the moment he thought about them.
In just a short moment, he felt as though he had already crafted countless amulets and was now a qualified Rank 1 Low-Grade Amulet Master. Whether this was an illusion or reality, however, still needed to be tested.
With this in mind, he directly took out all the amulet-making utensils from his storage bag, walked over to the talisman desk, and began his experiment.
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, repeating this cycle three times.
Only then did he begin to steady his thoughts, watching his nose with his heart until his mind was completely calm. Then, he picked up the Talisman Brush with practiced ease.
If Xu Feng's Master, Liu Changsheng, had been present, he undoubtedly would have been extremely astonished.
For the composure and confidence radiating from his disciple right now were qualities even he had never possessed, and this spoke volumes.
He dipped the brush in ink and began to write upon the Talisman Paper laid flat on the table.
Sometimes light, sometimes heavy; sometimes slow, sometimes swift!
The spiritual ink, prepared from monster essence blood and unique spirit sand, was a mysterious mix of vermilion and dark hues. The talisman runes outlined by the spiritual ink flickered faintly with blue light, ultimately diving entirely into the Talisman Paper the moment his final stroke fell.
Half a quarter of an hour later, a spiritual talisman glowing with a pale blue light appeared before him. Xu Feng rested the Talisman Brush on the brush holder, picked up the spiritual talisman, and looked at it with satisfaction.
And in his mind, a fresh stream of information appeared once again.
[Amulet-Making experience +1 acquired]
[Amulet Master: Rank 1 Low-Grade (1/100)]
"The epiphany just now really worked! The original owner had a success rate of less than ten percent, yet I succeeded on my very first try.
As expected of the system's output—it's bound to be top-tier. With such a powerful golden finger, what difficulty is there in attaining longevity and seeing the ages pass? Hahaha!"
Having experienced the power of the system, Xu Feng couldn't help throwing his head back and laughing heartily. Fortunately, the wooden house was covered by a defensive array, so his voice did not leak out, otherwise it surely would have drawn the attention of individuals with ulterior motives to come and investigate.