Chapter 1: The Charm of That Kick

The scent of burning sandalwood filled the room, with a pleasant fragrance permeating the air. 

Sunlight filtered through the crimson carved wooden window, casting a gilded glow on the old wooden desk. 

On the desk, the four treasures of the study were neatly arranged. 

There was spread-out rice paper, an inkstone with fresh ink, different-sized brushes hanging down with ink marks still wet, and a jade seal engraved with the character "Fan", giving off an air of scholarly elegance. 

From the canopy bed with cascading silk curtains, a figure struggled to turn over, flopping around for a while before finally managing to prop up his body with great effort using his arms. 

Lufan turned his head and looked out through the silk curtains, taking in the nostalgic decoration style that made him inhale sharply. 

Where the hell is this? 

For a programmer who had just graduated from college, entered the workplace, worked until three or four in the morning every day, and experienced the equivalent of two years of work in just one year, his life should only be about computers, not these exquisite study tools. 

He remembered working overnight on a project for a major client, and when he felt a pain in his chest, he lost consciousness. 

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in this unfamiliar room. 

Lufan wanted to get out of bed and take a look, but as soon as he moved, he realized that he had no feeling in his lower body. His body lost balance, and he fell off the bed with a loud noise. 

"Master!" 

The crimson carved wooden door was pushed open. 

Several maids rushed in, familiarly helping Lufan, who had fallen to the ground, to stand up again. 

The sound of wooden wheels turning filled the room as a maid in the corner pushed a delicate wooden wheelchair. The other two maids helped Lufan, who was still in a dazed state, onto the wheelchair. 

"Master... Your hands and feet are not agile. You can command us if you need anything." 

Lufan still hadn't recovered his senses. 

Who am I? 

Where am I? 

How...how am I paralyzed?! 

After being in a dazed state for a moment, he finally realized that he had transmigrated. 

Transmigrated into a person with paralyzed legs. 

What a special way to transmigrate! 

In his mind, the memories of this body's original owner began to surface bit by bit. 

"Lufan, also known as Ping'an, the only son of the Lord of Beiluo City in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He suffered from leg problems and could barely move." 

While Lufan mused over his bitter life, he secretly observed the three maids in front of him. 

Because of his leg problems and restricted mobility, his father arranged three maids to take care of his daily life and safety. 

The maids were all beautiful. 

The eldest one was in her mid-twenties, graceful and charming, exuding a mature charm from head to toe. 

The youngest one was only eleven, still innocent and childlike. 

And then there was a seventeen-year-old maid with a foxy face and a whip hanging from her waist. 

A mature woman, a loli, a queen... 

These three words could only describe the benefits of transmigration... 

So exciting! 

Just as Lufan's mind was filled with excitement, he suddenly froze, maintaining the appearance of an infatuated fool, staring fixedly at the three maids. 

In his vision, the appearance of the maids began to blur and fade, replaced by... 

An popped-up attribute panel. 

Host: Lufan 

Title: Qi Refiner (permanent) 

Qi Refining Level: 0 

Soul Strength: 1 

Physical Strength: 05 

Spiritual Energy: 10 strands (not yet developed) 

Transformation Reward: None 

World Rating: Wuhuang Continent [Low Martial] 

Permissions: Not yet activated 

Lufan's pupils gradually dilated. An attribute system panel? 

The legendary cheat system! 

This is the right way to open up the benefits of transmigration. 

"Low Martial?" 

Lufan pondered. The world he transmigrated into was called the Wuhuang Continent, a low martial world. 

Naturally, he was not unfamiliar with the concept of "low martial". In novels and movies from his previous life, low martial belonged to the grading system of the power hierarchy. 

Above low martial, there should be mid martial, high martial... 

But since the concept of low martial appeared, it meant that there should be martial artists or cultivators in this world. 

Lufan silently asked in his mind, but the system panel did not provide any prompt information. He had no choice but to try to understand the meaning and use of each data in the panel by himself. 

The title is Qi Refiner, but why is there a permanent tag behind it? 

What does it represent? Is it a lifetime of cultivating Qi? 

"What is the transformation reward?" 

How can the strength of the soul and physical body be enhanced? 

The attribute panel seemed simple, but without any annotations, Lufan had no clue about the purpose and usage of each data. 

"Master?" 

Just as Lufan was eagerly preparing to continue exploring, a trembling and sobbing voice brought him back to his senses. 

He saw that only one of the three maids who had been standing in front of him was left, while the other two had left the room at some point. 

The remaining maid was the youngest one, still immature and innocent. 

At this moment, she was staring wide-eyed, her face filled with fear and panic, not knowing what to do as she stared at Lufan. 

"Ni Yu, what's wrong?" 

Lufan asked with a puzzled expression. 

Ni Yu was the name of the young maid. 

"Master... You've been staring blankly without moving for half an hour, and there was no response when we called you." 

When Ni Yu saw that Lufan had regained his senses, her nervousness eased slightly. 

Half an hour without moving? 

Lufan also clicked his tongue. He became so engrossed in studying the sudden appearance of the system panel that he forgot about the time. 

"Where are they?" 

Lufan asked. 

"Sisters found that Master's state...was causing inconvenience, so they went to inform the Lord." Ni Yu whispered. 

Hearing that the two maids had gone to inform his father, Lufan was taken aback. 

His father, the owner of this body, was called Lu Changkong, the lord of Beiluo City, a position of great nobility. 

Just after transmigrating, although he had fused with the soul, he still wasn't prepared to face his own father. 

After thinking for a moment, Lufan sighed and said, "Little Ni, push me to see... see my father." 

Lufan sat on the wooden wheelchair, hesitating for a moment before speaking. 

Ni Yu quickly nodded. Lufan, who had always been quiet and aloof, had a temper that varied from good to bad. She didn't dare to defy him. 

The young maid, Ni Yu, fetched a thin blanket and covered Lufan's legs. Then she walked behind the wheelchair and pushed it out of the room. 

...

The Lu Mansion, with its vast size and magnificent architecture, exudes an ancient charm. The buildings, adorned with traditional Chinese-style gardens, are a sight to behold.

Ni Yu pushed the wheelchair while Lu Fan sat on it. Perhaps due to the integration of his previous soul, Lu Fan felt somewhat uncomfortable with this kind of service, but he didn't reject it outright.

After enjoying the scenery of the Lu Mansion for a while, Lu Fan focused his attention on studying the system panel.

His consciousness delved into the section on world ratings.

"The Five Phoenix Continent is a low martial world without spiritual energy. The host can transform the world into a medium martial, high martial, or even higher-level fantasy world based on the degree of transformation and receive corresponding rewards."

A paragraph of text with rich information appeared before Lu Fan's eyes, surprising him.

Transforming into a fantasy world?

He was no stranger to fantasy. In his past life, there were countless fantasy novels that fascinated him with their extravagant and bizarre stories.

In a fantasy world, cultivators could punch mountains and kick rivers, their aura piercing through the sky. They could shatter stars with a roar, split the sun and moon with a sword... In short, they could be as powerful as they wanted.

However, now he had to start from scratch in a low martial world with no spiritual energy and transform it into a fantasy world...

Lu Fan felt a bit lost and confused about where to begin.

The world is so vast, how could he change it as he pleased?

After all, this wasn't writing a novel or coding. It's not as simple as opening a document and getting to work.

A low martial world without spiritual energy.

The absence of spiritual energy meant that there was a limit to the existence of martial power in this world. In order to transform it into a fantasy world, the first thing to do was to revive the spiritual energy.

Only when the spiritual energy was revived could the limit of martial power in this world be broken, and a fantasy world could be created.

On the panel, there were 10 strands of spiritual energy, still undeveloped.

Lu Fan's consciousness delved into it, staring blankly at the 10 strands of spiritual energy.

These strands of spiritual energy were completely insufficient to transform a fantasy world.

"Host detected with undeveloped spiritual energy. Do you wish to develop it?"

Suddenly, a line of reminder text appeared.

After a moment of daze, Lu Fan's mind suddenly surged.

"Yes!"

After weighing the options, Lu Fan made his choice. What he lacked to transform the fantasy world was indeed spiritual energy.

As long as he had enough spiritual energy, even a pig could be turned into a dragon!

Although 10 strands of spiritual energy were few, every little bit counts.

After confirming, the reminder text quickly disappeared.

Buzz...

The previously immobile and disabled legs of Lu Fan began to tremble with a weak frequency. The flesh on his legs undulated like waves.

In his falling gaze, Lu Fan saw his legs becoming transparent, revealing a dense network of blood vessels.

Within the blood vessels, there were clumps of blockages.

The trembling of his legs was caused by the dissipation of these blockages, transforming into faint blue streams of qi that flowed into his lower abdomen.

These faint blue streams of qi were what they called spiritual energy!

Lu Fan took a deep breath.

This might be the so-called blessing in disguise.

The reason for his leg disability was due to the blockages in his legs caused by spiritual energy. In this world without spiritual energy, there was no solution to the ailments caused by these blockages. But now, these blocked spiritual energy became the foundation for him to transform the world!

"Congratulations, host. Spiritual energy development successful. [Authority] activated. Good luck."

The reminder text appeared once again.

In the system panel, the section on undeveloped spiritual energy disappeared.

The legs that had felt like they were being crushed by a heavy stone were instantly liberated.

Behind the wheelchair, Ni Yu lowered her head, her face flushed and panting as she struggled to push.

She was not like her two older sisters who had achieved proficiency in martial arts, able to mobilize their qi and split bricks with their bare hands.

She had just begun learning various martial arts moves and couldn't even maintain a stable horse stance. She... was just a child!

"Xiao Ni, stop."

Lu Fan urgently called out.

Ni Yu paused, and her delicate face looked up.

She saw Lu Fan, dressed in a white robe, sitting on the wheelchair, eagerly uncovering the blanket covering his legs, taking off his exquisite boots and socks, and lifting his legs.

Under the sunlight, the five toes on his foot swayed rhythmically.

The charm of that foot left the young servant girl dumbfounded.