In this chaotic world of martial arts, I'll become a god by adding skill points!

The Great Shun Dynasty, Tianzhi 3rd year

September, autumn.

夜

Yizhou Prefecture, Zhenyuan County, Erdao Township, Wangjiawan.

Wang Anping sat on the bed, staring blankly at the room's decor, which felt familiar yet strange.

The room was furnished entirely with wooden furniture, with not a trace of modernity. The walls were made of mud at the base and wood at the top.

A gust of wind blew in from outside every now and then, blowing onto him through the cracks, but fortunately there was a stove in the house, so it wasn't too cold.

Scenes, like movie clips, slowly surfaced in Wang Anping's mind.

He knew he had transmigrated. He remembered seeing someone jump into the river after get off work in his previous life and trying to save them. He didn't know if his feet got tangled in the weeds, but he was gone.

Then, he woke up in this place, which was similar to the late Qing Dynasty, but very different from the dynasties he remembered.

This place is rife with warlord conflicts and evil spirits, while foreigners lurk in the shadows. The only way to survive in this world is through martial arts.

This world is dangerous, but fortunately, the body he transmigrated into belonged to a wealthy farmer's son, and he had recently joined a martial arts school with the support of his family.

"Xiao An? Are you asleep?" A voice rang out, interrupting his thoughts. Before he could answer, the door was pushed open from the outside.

A middle-aged man walked in from outside. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, thin but capable.

He was holding a bowl of chicken soup, and a look of joy appeared on his face when he saw Wang Anping sitting up on the bed: "How are you? Feeling better?"

"Alright, Father," Wang Anping replied.

This is Wang Anping's father, Wang Xiaoquan. He is a typical farmer who works in the fields all day long, his skin tanned dark by the sun.

"You're much better now. This is old hen soup your mother made for you. Drink it while it's hot."

He placed the chicken soup he was carrying on the bedside table.

"Don't go and rescue people casually in the future. No one has dared to fish in the river for many years. You, kid, have only learned kung fu for a few days and all you know how to do is show off."

Not only did they fail to save the person, they almost got themselves killed in the process.

Wang Xiaoquan muttered to himself, harboring resentment towards his son for going into the water to save someone. He only had one son, and if he really lost him, how would he live?

"Dad, don't worry, I won't do anything so foolish again." Wang Anping smiled, took a sip of chicken soup, and then deliberately feigned an expression of amazement: "Wow, Mom's cooking is getting better and better!"

He knew why the father of this body was so angry, and he also knew why it was his father who brought the chicken soup, not his mother.

In his memory, he learned that the owner of this body had been tricked by some rich kids into going into the water to see if there were any evil spirits that were rumored in the county.

After his accident, those people started making up stories, saying that Wang Anping got into trouble while trying to save someone from drowning.

In her memory, the original owner did encounter evil spirits and drowned because her legs were pulled down.

He didn't know how the original owner was rescued, but he roughly knew that the original owner had been unconscious for about ten days.

These past few days, her mother has been keeping watch over him, but today, seeing Wang Anping wake up, she couldn't bear it any longer and switched to her father.

Thinking about the last fragments of the original owner's memories, Wang Anping felt a lingering fear.

"Was that really an evil spirit?" In the last fragment of the original body, all that could be seen was a hairy hand, like a monkey's hand. Could it be a water monkey?

"Alright, get some rest. Go to the martial arts gym when you feel better." Wang Xiaoquan looked at his rosy complexion, and his worries were relieved. After giving him this advice, he walked outside.

Watching his father's departing figure, more memories surfaced in Wang Anping's mind.

The original body was located in the southwestern corner of the Great Shun Dynasty, thousands of miles away from the capital.

In this remote and inaccessible region, the government, powerful families, martial arts schools, and gangs controlled the fate of the lower classes.

The only way to get ahead is to learn martial arts, but most farm boys don't have that opportunity.

After all, to enter a martial arts school, one must first pay a twenty-tael apprenticeship fee, and that's not all.

After formally starting martial arts training, the monthly food and medicinal expenses became exorbitant, making it impossible for ordinary families to afford them.

Although the original owner's family could barely be considered wealthy farmers, it was absolutely impossible for them to send him to a martial arts school. He was able to enter the martial arts school entirely because of the support of his entire extended family.

The head of their extended family was Wang Anping's grandfather, followed by his eldest and second uncles, his father, and then his two aunts.

My eldest and second uncles also had sons, but they didn't have enough money saved up at the time and missed the age to have them.

Just then, Wang Anping reached the age where his family had finally saved enough money from two generations.

Thus, he became the hope of the whole family and embarked on the path of martial arts. Everyone in the family hoped that he could lead the family to change their fate.

In order to ensure that he eats and drinks well while learning martial arts, and that he doesn't fall behind others.

The grandfather in the family specially sold the ancestral mansion, hoping that he could become successful.

"What a tragedy!"

The more Wang Anping thought about it, the more foolish the original owner of the body seemed. The whole family had exhausted all their money and even sold their ancestral home to support the original owner's martial arts training, and this was the result?

"Ugh!"

Thinking of this, Wang Anping sighed inwardly.

In reality, the original owner of this body had very ordinary talent. After three months of studying at the martial arts school, she still hadn't reached the level of "Jin" (a concept in martial arts). Not only that, she also learned to be a sycophant all day long.

He spends all his time either harassing respectable women with rich young men or hanging out with mediocre people.

Moreover, this guy always lies when he goes home, saying how great he is at the martial arts school, how much the instructors praise him, and so on.

Even when he practiced the Five Animal Fist, which he had never even begun to learn, with such power and might, none of his family members had ever seen anything like it. Naturally, they believed everything he said was true.

Thinking about this, Wang Anping felt that the original owner of this body was truly not human!

He's sucked the blood of the entire family, yet he doesn't know how to improve himself! You have to know that the two sons from the eldest and second uncles' families have dreamed of this opportunity countless times.

As a result, this guy, carrying the hopes of the entire family, turned out to be such a waste! If he had just put in a little effort, even with his poor aptitude, he could have mastered the basics after three months of study!

You should know that in this era, anyone who could enter the realm of "Jin" could have their family's taxes halved. If one could successfully break through to the realm of "Ming Jin," they would be exempt from all taxes, just like a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations.

The taxes levied by the Great Shun Dynasty were extremely heavy! Hunting was taxed, fishing was taxed, farming was taxed, and even childbirth was taxed! In peaceful times, most people could barely survive.

Whenever an old man celebrates his birthday, or when war breaks out somewhere, most families have no choice but to sell their grain and land, and some even have to sell their children.

These taxes are the most terrifying thing for all farming families. This is why the whole family would sell everything they own to support the original owner of this body; they simply hope that he can obtain an official position, which would alleviate the family's financial burden and bring blessings to future generations.

You should know that right now the whole family is still eating coarse food and wild vegetables, and even that old hen was kept to lay eggs and sell for money.

"This guy has wasted his life!" Wang Anping was somewhat angry. He had such an opportunity but didn't seize it. All he did was hang around and curry favor with the powerful.

Call ~

He let out a long sigh of relief: "I can't let this family down. No matter how poor my aptitude is, I will give it my all!"

Just as he clenched his fists, determined to work hard for the family.

With a ding, a line of text appeared before my eyes.

[Destiny Leads to Divinity! One Certificate, Eternal Proof]

[Host: Wang Anping]

Age: 17

[Skills (Five Elements Stance 12/100, not yet initiating power) (Five Animal Fist 30/100, not yet initiating power)]

[Martial arts realm: not yet strong]

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