On the Nine Heavens Continent, martial arts reign supreme, and the world belongs to martial artists.
Even a weak martial artist can easily wield tens of thousands of jin of force, enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.
The powerful can command wind and rain, soar through the clouds, and ride the mist.
Ye Fan, a ruthless man of his generation, transmigrates to the Nine Heavens Continent and obtains the strongest Ancient Godly Tycoon System. From then on, he rises to the top.
Is money important? No, the System makes me richer than the entire nation.
Are Heaven-tier cultivation techniques rare? No, I use several of them to prop up my dining table.
Are peerless martial souls impossible to find? No, just look at those glowing things in my courtyard.
Beauty, you’re really not coming with me?
Lots of typos, clichéd plot
The way the brain meal is written, throughout history, how little of the princes are useless, that minister dares to blatantly slap him in the face? During the stable period of the dynasty, that servant dared to slap the royal family in the face?
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