Awakening the Cultivation System from the Start

The sun rose, bathing everything in golden light.

Nanyue Prefecture.

At a little street stall outside the Fuyun Martial Arts School,

a young man in a training outfit bearing a flame emblem was eating.

Zhao Yuchen was one of the people there.

The best thing at this breakfast shop was its rice noodles.

He had transmigrated to this world two months ago.

Eating rice noodles was the happiest thing in his life.

Of course, this world, resembling the ancient Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods on his former Earth's past, had plenty of other amusements too.

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