Nanshan Mist Leopard

Having opened his eyes once more, Chu Zheng found the world turned upside down. He had transformed from a Cultural Relic Restorer into a household slave.

At the same time, a new feature had emerged within his body: a Repair Panel that refreshed daily, enabling his skills to continuously advance.

【Incomplete Mantra (repairable)】→【Great Circulatory Breathing Guideline】

【Ruined Temple Remnant (repairable)】→【Ancestral Dao Golden Body】

【Damaged Spirit Root (repairable)】→【Superior Quality Immortal Bone】

…………

In an era of cultivating truth, heroes compete fiercely, and prodigies rise together.

From ancient times, sages and wise men were buried by the sands of time; a lifetime of glory or disgrace turned to naught in a blink, and only a few names are recorded in the annals of history.

Having lived this life a second time, Chu Zheng did not seek the arts of immortality, but merely wished to have his name remembered by future generations.

Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Song Ling raised her head, spoke softly to declare her identity, and quietly sized up the person before her.


The figure was indistinct, surrounded by a mist of blood, clearly just a projection; close to forty years old, eight feet tall, clad in a grey martial robe, the edges and sleeves embroidered with golden threads depicting various patterns of Otherkind.


The patterns seemed to bleed, and faintly, the roars of Otherkind could be heard.


"Martial Hall Guide Envoy, Ji Hong, has seen Song Zhenchuan."


The middle-aged man clasped his fists in salute and flipped his hand to produce a blood-colored Spirit Pill, presenting it before Song Lingxue:


"The Hall Master has been informed that you passed the Blood Trial; please, after Song Zhenchuan rests, follow me back to the Martial Hall."


Song Lingxue took the Spirit Pill but did not consume it, manipulating the Blood Fiend beside her to support her body.


Chapter 297: Privileges of the Martial Hall True Inheritor