Chapter 1

In the dimly lit stone room, the old wooden bed was covered with messy straw.

The occupants of the bed were all men.

A pale-faced man looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand and muttered to himself, "This pill is getting less and less effective. I had to deliver three times yesterday."

Sitting opposite him, Song Ting sneered under the weak sunlight.

Three times? Wait until you can't even deliver once, and then you'll have to go see your great-grandmother.

"Hey, Song Ting, what are you laughing at? I remember you only delivered once last time!" Shi Xingwang, holding the porcelain bottle, mocked.

The two had been rivals since they joined the Huanhuan Sect, due to conflicts over women, and their friction never ceased.

These Huanhuan Sect miscellaneous male disciples were all mortals, raised by the sect to provide experience for the outer sect's female cultivators.

Only by guiding qi into the body and becoming a qi practitioner, and entering the outer sect, could they escape this dead end.

Song Ting, supporting his waist, said defiantly, "So what? Senior Sister said I will soon be able to guide qi into my body!"

In reality, Song Ting himself didn't believe it. He prayed and sensed the spiritual energy of the world day and night, but there was no sign of guiding qi into his body.

The probability of a miscellaneous disciple entering the outer sect was less than one in a hundred.

Song Ting knew he wouldn't be that one, and he was utterly desperate.

"Why, as a穿越者 (穿越者 means '穿越者' in Chinese, which can be translated as '穿越者' in English, but in this context, it means 'a person who has traveled through time or to a different world'), do I not have a system? Am I just going to be drained dry and die?"

[Ding, sensing the host's despair, the long-hidden system has appeared!]

[Your system, Infinite Rampage, is now activating the modification mode for the host!]

[Each dual cultivation session can earn different amounts of Yin-Yang points, which can be used to modify any item except the host!]

[Newbie reward: 100 Yin-Yang points for the host!]

A series of prompts exploded in Song Ting's mind.

Song Ting was overjoyed, not just because he was finally going to turn the tables!

But also because the treasure he had hidden in the mountains was about to see the light of day!

When Song Ting traveled through, he obtained a great treasure.

Unfortunately, he had no cultivation at the time and couldn't open it, so he had to hide it.

He didn't expect to be captured by the Huanhuan Sect on his path to immortality.

"How can you be crying and laughing at the same time? Are you having a deathbed hallucination?" Shi Xingwang put down the porcelain bottle and mocked.

"Little Stone, what do you know? In the future, I'll make you kneel and shave my hair!" Song Ting was extremely arrogant.

With the system, what did he have to fear?

Shi Xingwang was furious and was about to slap Song Ting when the door opened.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

A black-robed cultivator stood outside the door. He was the Huanhuan Sect's miscellaneous affairs officer, with no hope of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

Mortals naturally feared cultivators, and Shi Xingwang immediately became obedient.

The black-robed cultivator cleared his throat and said ten names: "The above people will go to the outer sect to contribute tomorrow."

"These are your Jing Shen Dan (Spirit Nourishing Pills) for this time."

Ten pills were placed next to a candle on a wooden table.

Ten people, one pill each, including Song Ting's share.

After the black-robed cultivator left, Shi Xingwang didn't move, and said to Song Ting with a fierce look: "Brother, if you can't hold on tomorrow, I'll give you a proper burial."

"I'll make sure to bury you in a good place."

Song Ting put the pill into the porcelain bottle, unconcerned: "Who will bury whom is yet to be seen."

He was sure he would survive tomorrow.

Late at night, Song Ting sneaked out of the stone door while everyone was asleep.

The activity range of these miscellaneous disciples was very small, just the stone house and a few daily buildings outside.

Beyond that, there were formations set up, and without a cultivator's guidance, they couldn't leave.

Under the cover of darkness, Song Ting tiptoed to the toilet.

For safety, he closed the toilet door and pretended to be using the toilet.

"Modify information, seemingly ordinary, but actually invincible!"

In his previous life, he had used a certain game's cheat, knowing how absurd information modification could be.

Thinking about it, Song Ting took out the Jing Shen Dan from his pocket.

"System, change the Jing Shen Dan to a Qi Guiding Pill!"

A Qi Guiding Pill could transform a mortal into a qi practitioner.

However, the difficulty and cost of refining it were even higher than that of a Foundation Establishment Pill, so few people refined it.

It was generally only used when the offspring of cultivators were incapable.

[Modification failed. This modification requires 200 Yin-Yang points. Insufficient balance.]

"Damn, am I just going to be a dead body?"

[Host, there are always more solutions than problems. If you're that stupid, this system will have to find a new host.]

"Let me think!"

"..."

After much thought, Song Ting felt the need to really use the toilet.

Suddenly, inspiration struck.

"System, what about the pill in my hand?"

[First-grade Jing Shen Dan, a low-grade pill that can significantly increase male energy, but it is a short-term solution.]

"What if I change the first-grade to ninth-grade?"

[Changing first-grade to ninth-grade requires 100 Yin-Yang points. Do you want to modify?]

Even if he couldn't guide qi into his body, perhaps he could buy some time, Song Ting thought.

"Modify!"

[Ding! Modification successful. The result is as follows:]

[Ninth-grade Jing Shen Dan, a mid-grade pill that can greatly enhance male energy and function without side effects, and can repair the original yang.]

Done!

Song Ting was internally shocked. With this pill, he had a chance to cultivate and break through, and find an opportunity to escape the Huanhuan Sect!

Then, he could retrieve the great treasure and roam the mountains, rivers, seas, and stars as he pleased.

The next evening, Song Ting bathed beautifully and prepared to set out on the path of contribution.

After all ten people had taken the pills, the black-robed cultivator appeared again.

"Follow closely."

The black-robed cultivator glanced and saw that everyone was present, then formed a seal with one hand to create a one-zhang-wide magical barrier around himself.

It was enough for the eleven people.

"Sir, please, please take me away, I don't want to die!"

A haggard-looking miscellaneous disciple ran into the magical barrier, fell to his knees, and cried.

"My family is very rich. Sir, take me down the mountain, and I can give you a lot of silver!"

This person was a rich family's son, who was brought to the Huanhuan Sect because he often visited brothels.

The black-robed cultivator sneered and gently pushed him away with his spiritual energy: "To die under the peony, even as a ghost, one remains romantic."

"You should be content."

The black-robed cultivator wouldn't hurt them, as experience was very valuable.

Song Ting looked at the rich family's son with sympathy and followed the black-robed cultivator out of the formation.

Inside the magical barrier, some miscellaneous disciples tried to break through, but it was like ants trying to shake a tree.

After a while, all ten people were brought to a square.

Arriving with them were ten attractive young girls.

They, like Song Ting and the other miscellaneous disciples, were to be contributed to the Huanhuan Sect's male cultivators.

The square was shrouded in mist, with rosy light shining through, and the occasional sound of cranes and deer, making it seem like a paradise on earth.

But in this paradise, there lived a group of beautiful yet deadly women.

Soon, the Huanhuan male cultivators arrived first, each selecting a girl and walking away with a smile.

The young girls were crying, but they would soon become obedient and seductive under the male cultivators' techniques.

The female cultivators arrived next, dressed in colorful attire, all barefoot.

One of them was named Sui Manying, to whom Song Ting had always contributed.

This woman was actually kind-hearted, but once she entered the Huanhuan Sect, there was no turning back.

Sui Manying had a beautiful makeup today, with her hair tied up high, wearing a purple silk dress that Song Ting loved the most.

She knew that Song Ting might die today.

"Song Ting, come with me~"

Her gentle and sexy voice called to him, inviting him to contribute.