4: Chapter 4 I'm Going to Cheat!

After finishing dinner at Luanshi Peak, Ye Yisong habitually came to the Library to participate in the evening self-study session. This was the moment of his daily Cultivation that Ye Yisong enjoyed the most.

When he first started participating in the self-study sessions, Ye Yisong, like the other Family Disciples, couldn't understand it. However, Ye Yisong's reasoning differed from theirs; those brats simply couldn't sit still.

And since Ye Yisong had lived for thirty years in his previous life, his thinking was relatively more mature; he simply believed that in this world where great power was concentrated in one's own body, reading didn't seem very useful.

It wasn't until he was ten years old that he accidentally found a book titled "Complete Guide to Martial Dao Cultivation" in the Library, which provided many explanations regarding early-stage Martial Dao Cultivation.

Martial Dao Cultivation was not just about taking pills to keep leveling up; upon reaching a certain Realm, there was a major test for a person's "Spirit," which everyone commonly referred to as the Heart Demon.

For example, a Martial Master breaking through to a Martial Ancestor was a Martial Artist's first major test. Not only did they have to undergo the baptism of Lightning Tribulation, which was absent in the first three major Realms, but they also had to endure the Soul interrogation of the Heart Demon Tribulation.

Yet, reading could allow a Martial Artist to achieve enlightenment, understand the true meaning of Cultivation, and keep their heart set on the Dao even while experiencing the Heart Demon Tribulation.

It was not impossible to become a Martial Ancestor overnight through reading, just like in the novels of his previous life!

At the same time, he gradually understood why Ye Jiesheng had always suppressed his Cultivation in the early stages and wouldn't let him break through as a Martial Apprentice.

Because breaking through too early meant the human skeletal structure wasn't fully developed, the Meridians were too weak, and the foundation was not solid, which was detrimental to future Cultivation. That was why Ye Jiesheng kept suppressing Ye Yisong's Breakthrough; otherwise, after consuming so many Heaven And Earth Treasure, he would have broken through long ago.

And he wouldn't have ended up with such a solid foundation that he now needed the help of a barrier-breaking pill to break through.

Ye Yisong walked to the talisman-related bookshelf in Reading Room No. 8, took a book titled "Great Wei Spirit Plant Encyclopedia," turned to his last reading record, and began to read the knowledge in the book with great interest.

It could be said that there were Spirit Stones to be earned within the books; learning from this book would help Ye Yisong master more characteristics of spirit plants, prepare for finding good talisman boards, and better improve his own grade as a talisman master. The higher the grade, the higher the income naturally.

Immersed in the world of books, three hours passed without him realizing it.

A youth walked in from outside, stopped by Ye Yisong's desk, and offered his congratulations in all seriousness, "Congratulations, Thirteenth Brother, on your Major Achievement in Martial Dao."

Hearing the voice, he knew it was that clown Ye Yifan. Ye Yisong cooperated by looking up at the ceiling at a forty-five-degree angle, "It is merely a small improvement, not worth mentioning."

"Thirteenth Brother, you should wipe the corners of your mouth; drool is about to come out," Ye Yitian said jealously from the side.

"Let's go, today this Martial Artist is treating everyone to a roasted sweet potato each," Ye Yisong announced with a wave of his hand, acting magnanimous.

"You are too stingy," the few people nearby said, looking at him with disdain.

"First Rank High Grade," a pleasant voice came from the doorway.

Several people cheered and walked out of Reading Room No. 8.

"As expected of the direct line, breaking through to Martial Artist so quickly."

"Don't you think about their monthly resource allocation? How could it not be fast?"

"Sigh! Pity my peerless talent, I am still only a six-star Martial Apprentice."

"Can't compare, can't compare. Who told them to have a Martial Ancestor father? Go back and have your father hurry up and Cultivate to Martial Ancestor, then you will be direct line too."

The distinction between direct and collateral lines in the Ye Family depended on whether your Family had a Martial Ancestor powerhouse. Starting from the Martial Ancestor, the three generations of direct relatives downwards were all considered direct line.

"Brother, good insight. Look behind you."

"Father, when did you arrive... Ouch, no..., listen to me explain."

The father and son finally agreed to let the elder in the Family work harder to see if they could enjoy the treatment of the direct line in this lifetime.

...

The brothers went to Ye Yisong's new home and made a ruckus for over an hour before leaving. They boasted without bounds; if given another hour, they would have probably unified the continent.

For every Ye Family member, once their Martial Dao reached a certain Realm, their treatment would naturally improve. The three-bedroom brick courtyard marked No. 281 was one of the basic benefits for a Martial Artist, and the biggest advantage inside was having a Second Rank High Grade Spiritual Vein Eye.

You must know that for many small families, even a First Rank Spiritual Vein Eye was a resource that only the Clan Chief could enjoy.

Because of his Transmigration, Ye Yisong did not live with Ye Jiesheng but lived in a small courtyard assigned by the Family. He was afraid that if he exposed a flaw while dreaming in his sleep, he would be slaughtered by him.

This matter later even spread the reputation that the Thirteenth Young Master was independent and strong, a heroic and mighty figure. There were also people who laughed at him for being a fool, unable to use a Fourth Rank Spirit Eye.

Ye Yisong cleaned up the mess alone, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

He remembered his thirty years of being single in his previous life; every time he drank with friends at home until dawn, after the friends left, it was always him alone cleaning the entire living room and bedroom.

It had been fifteen years; he couldn't go back...

Taking out the Storage Pouch given by his father Ye Jiesheng, Ye Yisong wanted to take advantage of tonight to check if there were any expired products inside.

He took out a spirit ascension pill, put it in his mouth, sat on the Second Rank Spiritual Vein Eye, and operated the second level of the "Green Lotus Sea-Transformation Sutra." At first, the Spiritual Qi moved slowly through his Meridians, then gradually accelerated. Ye Yisong felt like he was floating; originally, completing one cycle took thirty minutes, but now it only took twenty minutes. This feeling was wonderful; no wonder everyone liked taking pills.

"Why did I also say taking pills? Father's influence is really great, as expected of a Martial Ancestor," Ye Yisong speculated inwardly.

"Should I have another one?"

Twenty minutes later, little Ye Yisong said again, "You are Nicholas the Transmigrator, reward yourself with another one."

Another twenty minutes, "The last one."

Three hours passed without him realizing it. Ye Yisong didn't know how many pills he had taken—eight or nine? His stomach was just a bit big.

The feeling of leveling up was truly too satisfying.

"Father, help," a weak voice called out.

...

"Ding, Life-threatening situation detected for Host. Initiating ultimate plan, automatically controlling Host's body. Navigation 798 is happy to serve you." A cold audio echoed in the room.

"Thirteen Fierce Tiger Styles"

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

...

"Which lunatic isn't sleeping? Didn't practice enough in the morning? Howling like a ghost in the middle of the night, are you still going to get up tomorrow?" Ye Yimin, the Eighth Brother who lived next door to Ye Yisong, walked out of his courtyard and cursed, "Little Thirteenth? When did you move here? Behave yourself at night; don't be so excited just after a Breakthrough."

Ye Yimin was Ye Yisong's Eighth Brother; his father was the Third Rank Formation Master Ye Jieguo, who was also a Martial Ancestor, so he spoke with quite a bit of confidence.

After speaking, he didn't wait for Ye Yisong to reply and went into his own courtyard, "Another young man ruined by the torture of Eighteenth Uncle."

Ye Jiechen was ranked eighteenth among the sixth-generation Disciples, which was why Ye Yimin called him Eighteenth Uncle.

Just after lying down, the shouting outside came again. Ye Yimin said angrily, "This kid is endless."

"Leave him be, let him vent, lest he gets sick from holding it in."

Ye Yisong didn't know how many times his body had practiced the Thirteen Fierce Tiger Styles; he only knew that under the repeated tempering, his stomach had finally shrunk back to its original shape.

Usually, he could only perform this Body Refining Cultivation Technique at most two sets at a time, but now, under the operation of the Navigation System, he had far broken his own record.

Nearly at six o'clock, Ye Yisong woke up on the cold floor. Seeing the clock on the wall, he immediately jumped up from the ground, tidied his clothes, and rushed out of the courtyard before realizing what was happening.

He gently patted his handsome face; starting from today, he didn't need to go for morning exercises.

A ten-year habit, he was still a bit unaccustomed to it for a moment.

Although many people still participated in morning exercises after a Breakthrough, he definitely wouldn't. Ten years of torture, ten years of youth, how many young girls had been delayed.

Returning to his courtyard, he sat on a chair, recalling what happened last night.

He vaguely remembered that after seeing off the brothers, he started taking pills, uh... Cultivating. The effect of the spirit ascension pill was too good; every time he finished eating one, he wanted another. Without realizing it, he had eaten eight or nine. His stomach was about to explode, and he called for his father to save him before falling into a coma.

Taking pills is truly terrifying; I will reform myself well in the future and become a new person...

In a daze, he felt like his life was about to restart. He seemed to have heard the voice of that damned Navigation System. Could it be that it saved him?

"Navigation Daddy"

"Little Navigation Daddy"

"Little Hang Daddy"

Ye Yisong affectionately called out to his cheat, his teacher in Martial Cultivation, the lighthouse of his life.