Hearing Wang Jianqiang’s vigorous voice, Chen Jiaojiao froze for a moment before finally snapping back to reality, her face flushing bright red in an instant.
She stared at Wang Jianqiang in disbelief.
"How could you propose such a condition!"
"You—you’re my uncle’s close friend!"
Wang Jianqiang curled his lips dismissively.
"Now you remember I’m your uncle’s friend? What about when you were badmouthing me to others before?"
Chen Jiaojiao’s expression shifted at his words.
Her eyes lingered on the gray-haired, wrinkled old man before her, her heart filled with revulsion.
She wanted to refuse, but she was even more unwilling to lose Wang Jianqiang as a free source of resources.
In the end, having matured early, she decided to prioritize her career.
……
The time it took to drink a cup of tea later.
Wang Jianqiang stepped out of the room, his face darkening. "I haven’t even used it in this lifetime, how could it already be useless?"
His expression flickered between gloom and frustration, his heart brimming with resentment.
Suddenly, he remembered the system he had just awakened and, as if grasping at a lifeline, focused his mind, sending his consciousness into his soul sea.
There, suspended in the depths of his soul sea, was a massive glowing screen.
"Name: Wang Jianqiang
Gender: Male
Age: 95/100
Spiritual Roots: Five-Element Waste Spirit Roots
Innate Ability: None
Cultivation: Qi Refining, Third Layer"
"Is this… a status panel?"
Wang Jianqiang was stunned. Then, a mechanical voice echoed in his mind once more.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for receiving the ‘New Transmigrator Care Package.’ Would you like to open it?"
Wang Jianqiang’s spirits lifted.
There was even a gift package?
"Yes," he answered without hesitation, silently in his mind.
"Ding! ‘New Transmigrator Care Package’ has been opened."
"Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Epic-grade innate ability—‘Budget Version of Cosmic Form.’"
"Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 50 Cultivation Points."
As the mechanical system voice faded, Wang Jianqiang noticed a new line appearing under the "Innate Ability" section on his status panel.
"Budget Version of Cosmic Form: Epic-grade. Allows free adjustment of body size. Upon transformation, physical strength increases. Current awakening level: Primary. Physical enhancement: 1x."
Below it was a smaller line of text: "Innate Ability Tier Classification: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Epic, Legendary, Divine."
According to the system’s description, Epic-grade was already an extremely high-tier innate ability.
Wang Jianqiang’s attention then shifted to the top-right corner of the panel, where a small line read:
"Cultivation Points: 50"
As his focus shifted, the panel changed, revealing a sub-page with three lines of text.
"Cultivation Points can be allocated to techniques, spells, and auxiliary skills. Each point is equivalent to one year of dedicated cultivation. (Note: Based on Host’s current cultivation speed.)"
"Cultivation Points can be obtained through daily dedicated cultivation. Each session of hard cultivation grants 1 Cultivation Point."
"All terms and conditions are subject to final interpretation by this system."
Seeing the function of Cultivation Points, Wang Jianqiang was overjoyed. The first thing that came to mind was the phrase "charge for a minute, talk for two hours."
But this Cultivation Point was even more absurd.
A single session of hard work rewarded a year’s worth of cultivation—this was practically a cheat for cultivation!
As for that nonsense about "final interpretation," he had seen enough of it in his past life to be unfazed.
"Wang Jianqiang, you’re not thinking of going back on your word, are you?"
Just then, a wary voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
Wang Jianqiang blinked and saw Chen Jiaojiao staring at him, her pretty face icy.
"Wang Jianqiang, I’ve already met your condition. If you dare renege, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
After stepping out of the room, Chen Jiaojiao noticed Wang Jianqiang suddenly stopping, his expression unreadable as he silently watched her. His odd demeanor made her suspect he was planning to backtrack.
Wang Jianqiang paused, then quickly realized what was happening.
His momentary daze must have made her misunderstand.
He was about to speak when another status panel abruptly appeared in his mind.
"Name: Chen Jiaojiao
Gender: Female
Age: 35
Spiritual Roots: Gold-Wood-Earth Triple Spirit Roots
Cultivation: Qi Refining, Sixth Layer
Current Karma Value: -10"
This system could even inspect other people’s stats?
Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow, pleasantly surprised.
The Karma Value, in particular, was incredibly useful—it allowed him to easily gauge whether someone bore ill will toward him.
With this in mind, Wang Jianqiang’s mood improved. Ignoring Chen Jiaojiao’s hostile tone, he simply shook his head.
"Jiaojiao, you’ve misunderstood. Wang Jianqiang has always been a man of his word. How could I go back on my promise?"
Hearing this, Chen Jiaojiao’s expression softened slightly. "Uncle Wang, don’t blame me for my earlier attitude. I was just… too invested in the bond between us, which is why I reacted so strongly."
"Can we go back to how things were before?"
Invested in their bond?
If she cared so much, why was her Karma Value negative?
Wang Jianqiang sneered inwardly but maintained a genial smile. "Sure."
Chen Jiaojiao frowned when he simply nodded without further elaboration. "Uncle Wang, since you’ve forgiven me, you have to help me with the pills."
"Pills? What pills?" Wang Jianqiang looked at her blankly.
Her face stiffened before she forced a smile. "Uncle Wang, stop joking. Didn’t we agree? As long as I met your condition, you’d still be my uncle."
"Right, you can keep calling me uncle," Wang Jianqiang nodded.
"What about the pills?"
"What pills?"
A trace of panic flashed across Chen Jiaojiao’s face. "Didn’t you always provide my cultivation resources before?"
"And as you said, that was before," Wang Jianqiang shrugged.
Chen Jiaojiao’s expression turned frosty. "You’re toying with me?"
Wang Jianqiang’s smile remained unchanged. "Now you’re accusing me unfairly. I promised to forgive you if you met my condition, but did I ever say I’d keep supplying your cultivation resources?"
Chen Jiaojiao faltered, her face darkening.
Wang Jianqiang really hadn’t said that.
But then what had her earlier compliance been for?
Just to earn his forgiveness and call him uncle?
Ugh—
If not for the resources he provided, who would want anything to do with this useless old man?
"Ding! Karma Value decreased."
A mechanical voice sounded in Wang Jianqiang’s mind as Chen Jiaojiao’s Karma Value toward him dropped to -55.
According to the system’s definition, positive values indicated goodwill, while negative values represented hostility.
A Karma Value between 0 and -50 meant mere dislike, not enough to escalate to violence.
But once it fell below -50, it signaled that the other party might act against him at any moment.
Yet Wang Jianqiang wasn’t worried in the slightest.
The Joy Union Sect strictly forbade internal conflicts. Unless Chen Jiaojiao had a death wish, she wouldn’t dare lay a finger on him.
His smile never wavered. "No need to get angry. Want resources? Easy—Uncle can give them to you."
Chen Jiaojiao’s eyes flickered, though her gaze remained cold.
Wang Jianqiang rubbed his hands together.
"One Spirit Gathering Pill—one more time."
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