Daoist_Drumstick

Han Cai had a very good life, as he was born into a wealthy merchant family. He had access to anything he wanted, and he was always safe, protected by guards at all times. His family was one of the wealthiest in the town, and no one dared to offend them.

All of this was going to change. Han Cai's father was taking him to the Sky Soaring sect, where he would begin his life as a cultivator.

His past life was filled with regret and loneliness, and he was grateful for the opportunity to start anew in the world. 

But honestly, he knew he was a Scoundrel in his past life and will be one in this life too. 
He looked at his system panel

[Name: Han Cai]

[Age: 10]

[Life Span: 40 Years]

»Strength: 1

»Perception: 1

»Agility: 1

»Speed: 1

»Constitution: 1

»Intelligence: 2

»Charm: 1

[Exchange Points: 820 (1/day)]

[System Update : ? (Collect 1000 Exchange points to unlock)]

[Initiate Law of Equal Exchange?]

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Keywords: Transmigration , Action, Adventure, System, Male Protagonist , Accelerated Growth ,Anti-social Protagonist ,Calm Protagonist ,Cautious Protagonist , Charming Protagonist, Cheat , Clones , Handsome Male Lead , Selfish Protagonist , Strength-based Social Hierarchy , Hard-Working Protagonist



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Transmigrated Scoundrel's Exchange System

<p>Lan Yanmei was a vision of celestial beauty, her elegance unmatched within the sect. Her long, silken hair, the color of midnight, was adorned with an intricate silver hairpin, a tiny azure dragon coiled around a lustrous pearl. Her eyes, as deep and tranquil as a still lake, were a striking shade of indigo that seemed to hold the secrets of the cosmos within their depths. Her skin was as smooth as porcelain, giving off a faint, captivating glow under the luminescent light of the hall. Her lips, soft and delicate, held a gentle curve, making her appear both approachable yet dignified.</p>

<p>She was dressed in a flowing robe of the deepest azure, the fabric shimmering with a subtle glow as if woven from moonlight. The robe was embroidered with silver threads forming intricate patterns of dragons and phoenixes, signifying her status as the Holy Daughter. A thin veil of translucent silk hung from her shoulders, adding an air of mystique to her already captivating presence.</p>