Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

Regardless of the little boy's troubles - after all, it wouldn't be right for a brother to ask a girl to go easy on him just because she turned the boy into a punching bag.


So, as a brother, the only thing he could do was to get some medicinal ointments from the medicine hall for the little boy, and while applying it, teach him how to deal with the ferocious attacks from the tigress, hoping it might provide some help.


The training in the cultivation fields was divided into two sessions: maneuvers were usually practiced in the morning, while after lunch, the Martial Hall would give students ample time to practice their skills. However, the First Cultivation Ground was different from the rest.


Due to the strict standards for clan descendants, they had to complete group training in the afternoon after practicing martial skills in the morning.


Chapter Thirty-Eight: Annoying