My Breathing Technique Reaches Perfection, and Only Then Do I Transmigrate

Wei Wudao diligently cultivated Thunder Breathing until he had mastered it, then transmigrated.

As soon as he transmigrated, he found the old chief dead. As the third-in-command, he had to fight the second-in-command for the position of chief.

On top of that, he abducted the martial world’s number one beauty, planning to make her his bandit bride.

Wei Wudao: ...

Just then, a virtual screen of light appeared in his mind.

Wei Wudao: My breathing technique is already perfected. What use do I have for a golden finger?

I can improve my breathing technique by spending wealth? And even improve my inner strength? I can even...

Wei Wudao: This is amazing!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.