Chapter 2

Just as Bai Chen was lost in his wild thoughts, a set of data suddenly appeared in his mind.

Bai Chen didn’t know where it came from, but it felt as if it had always been there.

Main Attribute Panel: Cultivation Level: Postnatal 0th Rank.

Health: 1000/1000

True Qi: 0/10

Internal Martial Arts: None

Constitution: 100 (Each point of constitution +10 health)

Strength: 100

Speed: 100

Insight: 16

Bai Chen was completely stunned, staring blankly at Jiesha: "Great Monk, what... what does this mean?"

"The Buddha was afraid you wouldn't be able to integrate into this world, so he specially designed it according to the attribute panel of online games, making it more intuitive for you to understand your cultivation level. Do you like it? Haha..."

"Don’t tell me the Buddha also plays online games."

"Somewhat, somewhat... The Buddha’s online name is 'Madly Awesome Sky.'"

Bai Chen didn’t care whether Jiesha was telling the truth or not; he was thoroughly convinced. Such a powerful setting absolutely matched his online name.

"By the way, you can freely choose an internal martial arts manual from the internal arts section, as a free gift. However, any other secret manual in the future will require the deduction of virtue points."

"Free gift?" Bai Chen’s eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled Jiesha: "Help me choose one, preferably something Madly Awesome Sky. I think the Yi Jin Jing is pretty good, so I’ll reluctantly..."

"Choose it yourself. This is a lottery. If you get a good one, it means you accumulated virtue in your past life. If you get a bad one... well, you’ll have to rely on your own luck."

"Damn." Bai Chen couldn’t help but curse.

Bai Chen wandered around the internal arts section for a while. The bookshelves were filled with secret manuals, but they were all blocked by a golden glow, and Bai Chen couldn’t see the titles.

"You won’t be able to choose one in ten or fifteen days at this rate."

There were more than ten thousand secret manuals here. How long would it take for Bai Chen to go through each bookshelf?

Jiesha reminded him: "Use the random selection."

Bai Chen was initially stunned, but soon a search bar appeared in his mind, along with a random selection button.

He was thoroughly convinced. Wasn’t this function a bit too much?

Bai Chen clicked the random selection button, and countless book titles started spinning rapidly in front of him...

Ding—

A blue-covered secret manual landed in Bai Chen’s hand. He looked down.

"The Art of Healing," an internal martial arts manual, lower-grade first rank.

Damn! Bai Chen cursed again. Was this a joke?

It was definitely pre-set; otherwise, why would it directly give me the lowest-grade manual?

Wasn’t this luck a bit too low?

But when Jiesha saw the secret manual in Bai Chen’s hand, his eyes lit up: "Good stuff! If you don’t want it, give it to me. I’ll exchange it for ten thousand virtue points. Deal?"

When Bai Chen heard it was good stuff, he immediately dodged Jiesha’s big hand, feeling a sudden joy: "What do you mean?"

"Internal martial arts manuals are about suitability. If it suits you, even a low-grade one can have unexpected effects. If it doesn’t suit you, even if you’re given a heavenly book, you won’t achieve anything. Besides, you’re currently at the beginner level, so the one you choose will definitely be a lower-grade internal martial arts manual."

"But isn’t a lower-grade first rank a bit too low?" Bai Chen was somewhat disappointed. My requirements weren’t high; giving me the Yi Jin Jing or the Xi Sui Jing would have been fine.

This internal martial arts manual, which he had never even heard of, lacked the motivation to practice.

"Idiot, what do you know? The subtlety of this 'Art of Healing' (hereafter referred to as the Healing Art) is something you can’t even imagine. I’ve practiced dozens of internal martial arts manuals, and none of them are better than the Healing Art."

"How can I not see anything special about this Healing Art? Even the name isn’t impressive."

"I still say the same thing. If you don’t want it, exchange it with me."

Bai Chen thought for a moment and decided to practice it. After all, he had no other choice. Seeing Jiesha’s eager expression, he was somewhat swayed. If it didn’t work out, he could always change to another internal martial arts manual later.

The moment Bai Chen opened the first page, the Healing Art immediately transformed into a beam of golden light, directly merging into his forehead.

Bai Chen’s main attribute panel immediately changed, and his memory gained some new information.

Cultivation Level: Postnatal 1st Rank.

Internal Martial Arts: "The Art of Healing" lower-grade first rank, growth value 1/1/2

Health: 1010/1010

Internal Energy: 10/10

True Qi: 1/10

Karma Value: 0/100

Constitution: 100+1

Strength: 100+1

Speed: 100+2

Insight: 16

True Qi increased by 1 point, and the constitution, strength, and speed attributes each increased by 1, 1, and 2 points, respectively, matching the 1/1/2 growth value of the Healing Art.

Below the health value, an internal energy bar appeared. 1 point of True Qi was equivalent to 10 points of internal energy, and the constitution and health values also increased at a 1:10 ratio.

In Bai Chen’s understanding, this should be considered the MP in online games, commonly known as the blue bar.

At the same time, a karma value energy bar appeared. Bai Chen also understood the subtlety of the Healing Art. In that instant, he had transformed from disappointment to wild joy.

No wonder Jiesha valued the Healing Art so much; it was simply amazing!

Although the growth value was a bit low, the crucial point was the cultivation mode of the Healing Art. It didn’t require the practitioner to actively cultivate but to cultivate by resolving karma.

Karma was naturally generated, a form of negative energy.

If too much accumulated in the body, it would lead to illness, and in severe cases, death.

Injury or poisoning would also generate karma.

By resolving karma, not only could the cultivation speed be increased, but the body could also recover faster than normal.

More importantly, it wasn’t just one’s own karma; it could also absorb the karma of others to cultivate.

Jiesha pursed his lips and said with regret: "Kid, do you understand the magic of the Healing Art now?"

"Good stuff." Bai Chen marveled repeatedly. With this internal martial arts manual, he was like an indestructible cockroach.

In so many novels and comics, how did the protagonists defeat the villains? It was all about endurance.

So, as the protagonist, being able to fight wasn’t the skill; being able to endure was.

Willing to risk everything, even to bring down the emperor.

"Get lost now that you’ve got it. Don’t show off in front of me."

Jiesha kicked Bai Chen’s buttocks, and the surroundings instantly reversed, the stars distorting.

When Bai Chen opened his eyes again, he was back in reality.

Bai Chen looked at his hands. Was it a dream?

No, the main attribute panel was still there; this wasn’t a dream.

At this moment, Bai Chen’s health value suddenly started to drop: 1000/1010...

1009/1010...

1005/1010...

"What’s happening?" Bai Chen was puzzled, and at the same time, his stomach rumbled.

Damn, I’m hungry...

Bai Chen felt like he was about to die, his steps wobbly, his body swaying.

1000/1010...

...

500/1010...

Finally, when his health dropped to 400 points, it stopped, but the hunger didn’t go away.

Bai Chen didn’t know how long he had walked, but he finally saw a flat-topped mountain. At the foot of the mountain was a stone tablet—Wuliang Sect!

Bai Chen finally collapsed on the ground, fainting from hunger...

When Bai Chen opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a bed.

Health: 700/1010

Someone had saved him?

"Big brother, you’re awake."

A girl of about five or six years old stood by the bed, her bright eyes gazing at Bai Chen, holding a bowl of clear porridge in her hands.

Bai Chen’s stomach was empty, and he finished the porridge in one gulp.

Health: 850/1010

"Where am I?" After finishing the porridge, Bai Chen had the strength to speak.

"Wuliang Sect. Big brother, you collapsed on the mountain road, and my brother and I brought you back."

At this moment, a tall man walked in from outside. He was at least seven feet tall, his head almost touching the ceiling. His face was square and fierce, with sharp features, and his eyes were cold and sharp.

"Kid, since you’re awake, get lost. Our sect doesn’t support idlers."

"Big brother." The girl looked at the man with reproach: "This big brother is so weak, how can he go down the mountain?"

The man’s gaze softened slightly when he looked at the girl, but he quickly became firm: "He’s not one of our sect, why should we support him? You have one day to recover, then get lost."

Bai Chen was somewhat dazed. From the girl, he learned that her name was Yuan Lan, but she preferred to be called A Lan. Her brother was the tall man, named Yuan Long.

The so-called Wuliang Sect was actually a small sect with only two rooms, a flat-topped mountain, and the two of them.

Yuan Long was in such a hurry to drive Bai Chen away because they simply couldn’t support a third person.

From A Lan, Bai Chen learned that the Wuliang Sect was a considerable sect a hundred years ago, but decades of talent depletion and internal and external troubles had led to its decline.

Now, only Yuan Long and A Lan were left, guarding this defunct sect.

Although Yuan Long said Bai Chen should leave once he recovered, Bai Chen had stayed for three or four days, and Yuan Long hadn’t said much. Although he occasionally said harsh words, Bai Chen could tell that Yuan Long was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have saved Bai Chen when he himself was barely fed, and he often gave his food to A Lan and Bai Chen.

"Kid, the Wuliang Sect is a blessed place. If you have nowhere to go, stay and repay the kindness." Jiesha’s voice suddenly appeared.

"I want to stay, but will Yuan Long accept me?"

"Then join the Wuliang Sect and become their disciple." Jiesha said indifferently.

Bai Chen thought about it. He had nowhere else to go, and he was unfamiliar with this world.

Since Jiesha had said so, he might as well stay. Besides, A Lan was very likable, and Bai Chen particularly liked this lively and innocent girl.

Bai Chen walked out of the room, and A Lan was busy drying wild herbs. Although she was young, she was already quite sensible.

These were collected from the mountains and served as their food.

Yuan Long went deep into the mountains to hunt animals, then sold them in the nearby Qing Shui Town to exchange for daily necessities.

"Where’s your brother?" Bai Chen came to A Lan’s side.

"He’s in the mountains." A Lan’s face always wore a天真烂漫的微笑，她的脸上永远找不到烦恼。

“阿岚，你们无量宗还收人不？”白晨小心翼翼地试探问道。

“收人？根本就没有人愿意加入无量宗。”阿岚还想不明白，白晨的意图，略带失望地说。

“那……要是我加入无量宗，你愿不愿意？”

阿岚睁着大眼睛，愣愣地看着白晨，一时不知道如何回答。

就在这时候，大门外突然跑来一群人，其中两个人抬着浑身是血的渊龙。

“王大叔、铁大叔？哥哥……”阿岚突然看到渊龙，已经失控地扑到渊龙身上。

白晨脸色微微一变，连忙上前问道：“怎么回事？”

天真烂漫的微笑，她的脸上永远找不到烦恼。

"Ala, do you still accept new members in the Wuliang Sect?" Bai Chen cautiously asked.

"Accept new members? No one is willing to join the Wuliang Sect." Ala still couldn’t understand Bai Chen’s intentions and said with a hint of disappointment.

"Then... if I join the Wuliang Sect, would you be willing?"

Ala’s big eyes stared blankly at Bai Chen, unsure of how to respond.

Just then, a group of people suddenly ran in from outside the gate, two of them carrying Yuan Long, who was covered in blood.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Tie? Brother..." Ala suddenly saw Yuan Long and uncontrollably rushed to him.

Bai Chen’s face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward to ask, "What happened?"