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

Under the collective efforts of everyone in the Secret Arts Pavilion, Tang Luo's contributions were quickly tallied, but their expressions kept flickering between happiness and worry.


A whopping ninety-seven Mortal Realm martial techniques encompassing blades, spears, swords, halberds, punches, palms, kicks, and claws. Tang Luo was truly a genius when it came to improving martial techniques.


As they placed down the secret records, they couldn't help but to recall their own trials. How many days did it take them to modify a single Mortal Realm martial technique?


All they could say was that comparing people can kill a man, and comparing goods was simply disheartening. Their hearts were filled with a mixture of complicated sentiments.


But in this world, not only were there honorable men who could put themselves in others' shoes, there were also shameless men who held on stubbornly to their arguments.


Chapter Seventy-Seven: Passing on the Skills