Chapter 4

"Nature knows it well." Old Mi gently stroked the beard on his chin, but whether due to excessive force or something else, a few strands of beard accidentally fell off. He hurriedly tucked them into his sleeve, his eyes turning cold at the same time.

"How to resolve it?" Zu An asked urgently, completely missing this detail.

Old Mi glanced at him and then said, "Your restriction is on a vital part, which is extremely fragile. If it is removed by external force, it can easily damage the root. You can only resolve it with your own strength. When you reach the Grandmaster realm and can transform your qi into a soul, you will naturally have the ability to break this restriction."

"Grandmaster? What realm is that?" Zu An looked puzzled.

Old Mi frowned, "How can you not even know this basic knowledge? No wonder those people say you are a waste."

As he explained, Zu An finally understood the level classification of cultivators in this world. Most cultivators in the world are within the Ninth Rank. First Rank is when one synchronizes their unique breathing frequency with the weather's elemental energy, drawing it into the body, which is considered the official entry into cultivation. Second Rank involves drawing elemental energy to temper the skin to speed up the absorption of elemental energy. Third Rank involves tempering the flesh, Fourth Rank the tendons, Fifth Rank the bones, Sixth Rank the bone marrow, Seventh Rank the blood, Eighth Rank the internal organs, establishing a network of elemental energy channels throughout the body, and Ninth Rank involves sensing the mud pill and beginning to store qi.

When a cultivator gathers the chaotic elemental energy in their body into a qi vortex, continuously nourishing the limbs and organs, they break through to the Grandmaster realm.

If a Grandmaster can form a divine will, they become a Great Grandmaster, with the power over life and death.

Above Great Grandmasters are Earth Immortals, whose every move can move mountains and seas, akin to the deities of ancient mythology.

"Tempering the skin, flesh, and bones? This classification seems too arbitrary," Zu An's expression was strange. "What is above Earth Immortals?"

"Above Earth Immortals?" Old Mi looked up at the starry sky, a hint of longing and fervor in his eyes. "According to legend, they can wander the void, achieving immortality. Unfortunately, no one seems to have reached that realm yet."

Zu An naturally didn't care; these things were too far from him. He hurriedly asked about his own problem, "But people say my talent is extremely poor, and I am already an adult. How can I cultivate to the Grandmaster realm?"

Old Mi looked at him, "For you, cultivating normal techniques is meaningless. However, I happen to have a peculiar technique I obtained long ago, which is suitable for you."

"How peculiar is it?" Zu An's heart raced.

Old Mi replied, "Ordinary people cultivate by using elemental stones and spiritual medicines from a young age, absorbing elemental energy to temper their bodies, ultimately forming a network of elemental energy channels throughout the body. With your talent, even if you ignore the disadvantage of being an adult and spend dozens of times more elemental stones than normal people, you can at most reach the Third Rank. Elemental stones are so rare and precious; who would be willing to spend them on someone with no future?"

"But my technique is different. It emphasizes breaking and then establishing. To succeed, the only requirement is to endure beatings. The heavier the beating, the easier it is to break through to the next realm."

Zu An was completely flustered, "There is actually such a despicable technique in the world?"

"Naive child, do you know that this divine technique is the only one that has the potential to grant longevity..." Old Mi instantly became furious but quickly changed his tone, "Cough, cough, do you want to cultivate it?"

"Cultivate, of course, I will." Zu An, like a drowning man clutching a lifeline, was determined to try any technique, no matter how incredible, for the sake of his future happiness. "But we are not related. Why are you so kind to me?"

Old Mi sighed deeply, "Because I am near the end of my life and do not want this technique to be buried with me."

Zu An was relieved, "May I know your esteemed name? I will surely spread this technique and uphold your reputation." He didn't believe Mi Lao Tou was his real name.

"Call me Old Mi... hehe, it's rare for you to have this heart. You are not unworthy of my choice," Old Mi said with a half-smile, "Take this book and study it slowly. Come to me if you have any questions."

He threw a black scroll into Zu An's arms and then turned to leave, his heart filled with uncontrollable joy: After so many years, he had finally found the most suitable vessel!

Many years ago, he had a secret mission and, after a life-and-death struggle, obtained this secret manual. However, he did not return to complete his mission. Instead, he killed his companions, faked his death, and secretly cultivated. But there are no walls without leaks, and recently, those people seemed to have gotten wind of his whereabouts and would likely find him soon.

With his divine technique not yet complete, he could not resist them. After much thought, he came up with a plan to escape, a method of soul transfer he had obtained long ago.

His current body was old and decrepit, and he had long wanted to change it. This crisis finally made him resolve to do so. However, soul transfer was not easy. First, the target must cultivate the same technique to transfer his cultivation. Second, the target must have a yin-dominant constitution.

Soul transfer was extremely dangerous, and the target must be the most compatible in all aspects. As a eunuch, he would easily die from yang fire if he suddenly transferred to a yang-dominant body.

But if he transferred to another eunuch, he felt it was too much to bear. Who would want to be a eunuch again in a new life?

Thus, he had not found a suitable person until he met this Chu family son-in-law, who was under a restriction, making him like a eunuch but not a real one. After completely controlling his body, he could gradually restore it to normal.

Not only was the body suitable, but the key was that he had few family and friends, making it hard to notice any abnormalities after the soul transfer. Additionally, as the Chu family son-in-law, he would enjoy wealth and honor, especially with a wife as beautiful as a celestial being.

Thinking of Chu Chuyan's peerless beauty, even as a eunuch, Old Mi felt a surge of heat in his heart.

Zu An, unaware of all this, looked at the scroll in his hands with hope, as it was his only hope.

The scroll was neither silk nor metal, and its material was indiscernible.

Zu An was about to ask Old Mi when a cold voice suddenly echoed in his ear, "Detected the secret manual of Qishan, the *Phoenix Nirvana Sutra*. Do you want to activate the keyboard?"

Zu An was stunned. He never expected to obtain a secret manual so easily. The Twelve Unknown Places sounded mysterious and dangerous, and one might not get it even after a life-and-death struggle.

Despite his shock, he answered without hesitation.

Immediately, a keyboard appeared in his hand, and the scroll transformed into a golden light, being absorbed into the F2 key. The light traced the patterns on the keyboard, and many keys lit up.

"Obtained the first secret manual. Activated the Anger Value System. Unlocked some lottery functions."

"Anger Value System: As a keyboard warrior, your duty is to make the other party furious. The more angry they are, the more anger values you gain. You can spend anger values to draw lots, buy items, use skills..."

Zu An noticed a virtual screen above the keyboard, displaying the text and buttons. The cursor could be moved to select options, with "Lottery," "Store," and other buttons covered in mosaic, making them unreadable.

The "Lottery" button was lit, while the "Store" button was gray, indicating it would be unlocked later.

The bottom of the screen resembled an item bar in a game, but it was empty.

In the upper right corner was a small line of text: Anger Value 0.

Zu An was immediately disheartened. He had made Xue'er so angry that her period doubled, yet he received no anger values. It must be because the keyboard was not yet unlocked.

Moving the cursor to the "Lottery" option and pressing Enter, a line of text appeared on the screen.

Each lottery draw costs 100 anger values.

Given that this is the first time the keyboard function is activated, you will be rewarded with three free draws. The probability of winning in these three draws is significantly increased, and the rewards are random. Subsequent rewards will be tied to your level. Do you want to start the lottery?

This is just a beginner's package, Zu An thought excitedly and chose "Yes." A light appeared on the keyboard, moving rapidly across the keys.

Zu An's heart raced. What would he draw? A level 999 divine weapon? A powerful divine beast? Or even a fairy?

As he daydreamed, the cursor stopped on the space bar, and the screen displayed: "Thank you for participating!"

Zu An: "???"

What about the significantly increased winning probability? What about the golden finger? What about the amazing system?

After all the hype, he got a "Thank you for participating." You are a disgrace to the system world.

"Do you want to perform the next draw?" the screen asked.

"Damn it!" Zu An gritted his teeth, about to press again, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He hurriedly fetched a basin of water, washed his face, and then started the second draw.

This time, he didn't daydream. He watched the cursor closely, noticing it stayed longest on the space bar, followed by the number keys, and moved fastest over the letter keys.

The shorter the stay, the more valuable the item, he thought. But he didn't expect much, just hoping it wouldn't land on the space bar again.

As if hearing his prayer, the cursor stopped on the "Q" key, and a ball appeared on the screen. Seeing it wasn't "Thank you for participating," Zu An was overjoyed.

But his smile quickly froze when he realized the ball looked like a steel wool scrubber from the kitchen.

Is the system making me a chef? Or a merchant in another world?

This thing can be bought for 2 yuan for a pack of four at a convenience store. To draw it from this system? Zu An was almost disillusioned.

"Congratulations, you have drawn the Rich Woman's Joy Ball!"