Reincarnated With The Degenerate System - Chapter 170: CH-

Lu Xiao had followed his master for eighteen years, excelling in both medicine and martial arts.After five years of military service, he returned to the city to search for his origins.Faced with flashes of knives and shadows of swords, he was decisive in killing, dominating everyone.When it came to the matters of the heart, he said, “Still… the Young Miss is the best.”

Upon awakening, Su Changkong found himself transmigrated to a world thrown into chaos by war and rampaged by demon monsters, where his martial arts talent was mediocre. However, Su Changkong discovered that as long as his own “life span” increased, his talents and potential could also be “limitlessly” enhanced!Cultivating the Health-preserving Fist technique and practicing the qi of longevity! The path to immortality is littered with corpses, and Su Changkong embarked on a Martial Arts path where he would not perish, even if heaven and earth were to be annihilated!

In this captivating fantasy novel, Luo Mu has spent fifteen years in a mystical world, feeling disheartened by the belief that hard work yields little reward. Just as he begins to lose hope, a miraculous system activates in his life—the Heavenly Path Rewards Diligence System.With this newfound power, every effort he makes leads to astonishing gains, governed by a unique critical hit mechanic that can amplify his rewards by up to ten thousand times. As he diligently practices his cultivation techniques, immerses himself in ancient texts, and rigorously trains in powerful martial arts, he experiences unprecedented successes: gaining rewards that skyrocket from hundreds to thousands, and even ten thousand times his initial effort.Years later, as Luo Mu stands at the zenith of strength and ability, he becomes a figure of admiration and inquiry. When asked how to achieve such greatness, he simply smiles and states, “The Heavenly Path rewards diligence; it’s all about hard work.”This tale explores themes of perseverance, the value of effort, and the extraordinary possibilities that come from dedication and hard work in a richly woven fantasy world.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…