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Take one step — gain 1x100 experience — and a basic body technique evolves into a Yellow-rank Technique!

Throw a punch — gain 1x100 experience — and a basic fist technique advances to a Yellow-rank martial art!

Swallow a single cultivation pill — gain 1x100 experience — and your realm leaps from Body Tempering Level Three to Level Six in an instant!

Glance at the sword marks on a stone — gain 1x100 experience — and instantly comprehend the First Level of Sword Intent!

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Jiang Chen transmigrated to another world and accidentally awakened the Hundredfold Cultivation System.

Now, with every step, every strike, every breath — he grows stronger.

Basic martial techniques? He can evolve them to Heaven-rank arts just by practicing casually.

Need to raise his cultivation? One pill, and his strength skyrockets like a rocket.

Sword intent? Alchemy? Martial mastery? With a hundredfold cultivation boost, what others spend decades on takes him only minutes.

With the Hundredfold Cultivation System in his hands, Jiang Chen will crush all who dare oppose him.

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A Hundredfold Training System Instantly Upgrades 999(Re-Translated)

The sudden notification in his mind made Jiang Chen's mood skyrocket.

This feeling? Just one word—cool!

He had just slapped someone… and gained a brand-new martial skill.

In this world, who could possibly be stronger than him now?

Jiang Kuan, clutching his stinging face, stared at Jiang Chen in disbelief.

This waste of the Jiang family… dared to hit him?!

Even more absurd—he hadn't even been able to react. He, a Body Tempering Level Four warrior, had been slapped by this so-called Level Two waste?!

Jiang Kuan's face flushed with rage.

"You're dead!" he bellowed, charging forward with murderous intent.

All he wanted now was to slam this "young master" into the ground and make him beg for mercy.

With a roar, Jiang Kuan launched a full-powered punch, the air cracking with the force behind it.

But Jiang Chen… didn't even flinch.

He stood calmly, hands behind his back, watching the fist grow larger in his vision.

Then, when Jiang Kuan's strike was only three feet from his face, Jiang Chen casually extended two fingers.

With surgical precision, his two fingers clamped down on Jiang Kuan's wrist.

It was effortless—like catching a falling leaf.

Jiang Kuan's eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

His full-strength punch… had been stopped by two fingers?!

Before he could even process what happened, Jiang Chen's other hand whipped across his face.

Another slap echoed across the courtyard.

"You bastard!" Jiang Kuan roared, blood dribbling from his mouth.

Humiliated and enraged, he let out a guttural growl and lunged again, pouring every ounce of his strength into this next strike.

Jiang Chen snorted. "Overestimating yourself."

He stepped forward and unleashed his Gravel Fist.

The impact was like a hammer smashing through bone. Jiang Kuan's body shot backward like a broken kite, crashing several meters away, completely unconscious—life or death unknown.

"Ding! You used Gravel Fist. Gained 20×100 experience!"

"Ding! Your Gravel Fist has reached Minor Mastery!"

Jiang Chen didn't spare Jiang Kuan another glance. Hands clasped behind his back, he strode out confidently as the system's pleasing chimes echoed in his ears.

"Ding! You took a step. Gained 10×100 experience!"

With every step, his Streamlight Step technique soared in proficiency.

By the time he reached the edge of the Jiang family's inner courtyard square, in just a few minutes, his movement technique had reached its peak.

"Ding! Your Huang-rank Low-grade footwork Streamlight Step has reached perfection. Successfully advanced to Huang-rank Mid-grade body technique: Meteor Step!"

"A mid-grade Huang-rank technique already…" Jiang Chen muttered, his eyes gleaming.

At this rate, it wouldn't take long for his movement art to evolve into a Profound-rank technique.

On the Shenwu Continent, Profound-rank martial arts were rare treasures.

Even the Jiang family only had a single Profound-grade defensive technique—their most guarded legacy.

His lips curled into a faint smirk.

Soon, I'll surpass even that.

"Grandfather, don't worry. Once I enter Lingyun Martial Mansion, I'll train diligently and bring glory to our Jiang family."

A voice Jiang Chen would never forget rang out from the center of the square.

His gaze snapped toward the source.

There, standing tall and proud in the middle of the courtyard, was Jiang Yunhong, speaking to the Great Elder Jiang Qianhe.

Around them, countless Jiang family disciples looked on with envy, eyes full of admiration.

Jiang Chen's face turned cold as he strode forward.

His voice cut through the courtyard like a blade, chilling everyone who heard it.

"Jiang Yunhong! This opportunity to enter Lingyun Martial Mansion was bought with my father's life. You are not qualified to take what belongs to me."

Chapter 3: You Are Not Qualified to Take My Things!