Stellar Week Position

This is a world where the ancient deities had died, and demons are born from the dark. 
This is a world where martial arts are common, and they’re divided into nine-class, where the highest class leads to the world of immortals. 
Zhou Heng transmigrated to this place and became an apprentice in a normal martial arts school. He practiced martial arts hard and at the same time, worked hard for a living.  
One day, when he was practicing martial arts, he heard this voice. 
“You’re practicing martial arts hard. Your level of proficiency has increased by 1.”
“You’re practicing martial arts hard. Your level of proficiency has increased by 3.”
“Congratulations! Since you have been martial arts nonstop, triggered ‘Heavenly Reward’. Your understanding toward martial arts has increased exponentially. Your level of proficiency has increased by 10.”
“Congratulations! You’ve reached perfection for the martial arts! You received a Lucky Bag.”
“You opened the Lucky Bag! You’re so lucky! You obtained Solo Nine Swords!”
“You opened the Lucky Bag! You’re so lucky! You obtained Celestial Globe Appraisal!”
“You opened the Lucky Bag! You’re so lucky! You obtained Gold Origin Medal!”


EndlessFantasy Translation 

I Cheated While Cultivating

Mogumoguchan

"Humans are just so stubborn, so ignorant of death."


Black Hawk flew in the sky, looking down at Wang He who stood in the middle of the city wall and sighed, "However, if you were a demon, I really would have liked to recruit you as a subordinate. What a pity..."


"Being born human is a great fortune decreed by destiny. You, a monster, need not pity me." Wang He, on the other hand, shook his head. His eyes shone brightly, and his stature seemed to grow even taller, as he coldly snorted, "On the contrary, you creatures with fur and horns, ignorant of humanity and societal norms, consuming raw flesh and blood, and kin slaying each other, are truly pitiable."


"Seeking death!" Black Hawk, furious at these words, spread its wings on its back, with each feather erect and exquisite patterns flashing on them, faintly visible.


Then, with just a slight trembling of its feathers, a violent wind arose abruptly and spiraled towards Wang He, who was on the city wall.


Chapter 246: Is It Still the Case Now?