Transmigrated Scoundrel's Exchange System
Han Cai had a very good life, as he was born into a wealthy merchant family. He had access to anything he wanted, and he was always safe, protected by guards at all times. His family was one of the wealthiest in the town, and no one dared to offend them. All of this was going to change. Han Cai's father was taking him to the Sky Soaring sect, where he would begin his life as a cultivator. His past life was filled with regret and loneliness, and he was grateful for the opportunity to start anew in the world. But honestly, he knew he was a Scoundrel in his past life and will be one in this life too. He looked at his system panel [Name: Han Cai] [Age: 10] [Life Span: 40 Years] »Strength: 1 »Perception: 1 »Agility: 1 »Speed: 1 »Constitution: 1 »Intelligence: 2 »Charm: 1 [Exchange Points: 820 (1/day)] [System Update : ? (Collect 1000 Exchange points to unlock)] [Initiate Law of Equal Exchange?] ______________________________________________ Keywords: Transmigration , Action, Adventure, System, Male Protagonist , Accelerated Growth ,Anti-social Protagonist ,Calm Protagonist ,Cautious Protagonist , Charming Protagonist, Cheat , Clones , Handsome Male Lead , Selfish Protagonist , Strength-based Social Hierarchy , Hard-Working Protagonist ______________________________________________
Participitating In The Tournament
"Yes, Senior!" The two participants bowed to the old man before walking towards the Raised Dias at the back of the hall. The platform then flashed with white light, and the two disappeared without a trace.
Shortly after, the two reappeared on the platform, revealing signs of slight fatigue. One of them enthusiastically handed the old man two Cane Rods. The other, looking dejected, walked out of the hall.
"Number two!" The old man called out coldly.
Because the battles of Foundation Establishment cultivators were straightforward, victory was decided extremely quickly. Battles ended almost as soon as they began. However, Han Cai was baffled to see that, regardless of whether they won or lost, they were exceptionally happy.
"Number six!" A cultivator stepped forward as soon as the old man yelled, but his opponent hadn't revealed himself.
"Number six!" The old man called out again with a stern expression.