Instant Cultivation System

"Cough, cough! Ugh—!"

In a bedroom, Su Lang, lying on the bed, suddenly curled up, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Ah, it hurts. Where am I?"

"After assassinating the target, didn't I jump off the building? Why am I not dead?"

Su Lang painfully and confusedly opened his eyes, and countless fragments of memories suddenly surfaced, causing a severe headache.

"Red Maple City base?"

"The owner of this body is also called Su Lang!?"

"This is also Blue Star? But barriers? Warriors? Fierce beasts?"

As he flipped through the memories in his mind, Su Lang's eyes gradually widened, and a storm surged in his heart.

Moments later, Su Lang understood his situation—he had transmigrated! This was also Blue Star, but two thousand years into the future, where everything was vastly different.

Two thousand years ago, spiritual energy had revived, calamities descended, and all living things were in misery.

In the face of desperation, humanity embarked on the path of warriors through ancient Chinese texts, developing a brilliant martial civilization.

However, a thousand years ago, space-time rifts suddenly appeared, and endless fierce beasts invaded Blue Star.

Humans retreated step by step, building towering barriers and forming base points to continue resisting the invasion of the beasts.

Currently, Su Lang was in a place called the Red Maple City base, a weak human stronghold.

Su Lang's predecessor was born into a fairly good family, with both parents being formal warriors.

Warrior ranks were divided into Body Tempering, Warrior, Martial Master, Martial General, Martial Commander, Martial King, and other realms.

A formal warrior was already a notable figure with some privileges and respect from most people.

Logically, Su Lang's predecessor, with warrior parents, had a bright future.

However, despairingly, his body was an impure constitution incapable of martial arts, a unique kind of trash.

His parents spent their entire fortune and even borrowed from others, trying to make him a warrior, but he couldn't even reach the Body Tempering stage.

But that wasn't the worst part.

The worst part was that not long ago, his parents died while hunting outside the city!

Without his parents' protection, Su Lang's predecessor instantly became lonely and helpless.

In a short time, he deeply experienced the saying, "Life has always been full of hardships; the warmth and coldness of the world are known by oneself."

Just yesterday, the predecessor was severely beaten by two bullies and died from his injuries, ending his miserable life.

"Damn, I'm so pitiful!"

Su Lang gasped, dumbfounded. "What's the point of transmigrating here? I might as well have died from the fall!"

Being unable to become a warrior meant being at the lowest rung of society forever, subjected to bullying and humiliation, without even a chance for revenge. Dying would be better!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Hey, you little trash, open the door!"

A series of violent knocks and brazen shouts echoed.

Hearing the arrogant curses outside, Su Lang's breath hitched, and a flood of images surfaced in his mind.

Being condescendingly insulted as trash, being called garbage, even having his recently deceased parents insulted!

Having garbage and excrement piled at his door, making it filthy and stinky!

Being extorted in the stairwell, getting his hair pulled and slapped if he didn't comply!

All these various humiliations came from one person, Zhu Gang, who rented the opposite room alone!

When his parents were alive, Zhu Gang called him Young Master Su.

When his parents were missing, Zhu Gang called him brat.

When his parents were confirmed dead, Zhu Gang called him little trash.

As time went on, Zhu Gang's bullying became more severe and excessive.

Now, he was at the door again!

"Damn it, my predecessor was too cowardly! He was bullied to this extent and didn't even fight back!"

Su Lang gritted his teeth in hatred, veins popping out.

He was not someone who held grudges, because he would seek immediate revenge!

Enduring such humiliation like his predecessor? Absolutely not!

"Where's the knife? I need my knife! I'll fight him!"

Su Lang saw a black Tang sword hanging on the wall. He propped himself up, intending to get the knife and fight.

But suddenly, a wave of pain swept through his body, draining his strength instantly.

"Damn, it hurts! Damn this bastard to hell!"

Su Lang clutched his chest, his face pale, eyes red with anger.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The knocking turned into kicking. If not for the sturdiness of the wood in this spiritual era, the door would have been broken by Zhu Gang already.

"The door won't hold much longer, what should I do?"

Su Lang clenched his fists in anger. "Should I just sit here and wait to die? No!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded out of nowhere in his mind.

"Ding! One-Click Cultivation System has been bound and is activating!"

"1%... 12%... 56%..."