The More Bogus My Cultivation Manual, the More Invincible I Become

At the Jinghuai City flea market, Qin Ming squatted in front of a stall and held up a copy of The Dragon-Elephant Demon-Subduing Scripture. “Fake cultivation manuals? These are all family heirlooms. I wouldn't sell them if my family hadn't fallen on hard times,” the vendor sneered. Qin Ming knew perfectly well that it was fake. That was exactly why he had come to buy it. As soon as he held the fake manual, golden seal script burst into view across his retina: [Fake Dragon-Elephant Demon-Subduing Scripture detected. Extrapolating and completing...] [Completion finished. Renamed True Dragon Hell-Suppressing Body.] On the night the thousand-year-old flood dragon corpse stirred beneath Xuanwu Lake, Qin Ming stepped across the emerald surface of the lake using the completed fake Flowing Cloud Steps, now renamed Cloud-Climbing Ladder. The Great Sun Fist flowing through his fists had transformed into a strand of yang energy, its golden light surging forth with boundless martial blood and qi. Boom! The enormous thousand-year-old flood dragon corpse plunged helplessly into the lake, sending up a towering spray of water. When the eerie descended, he was swallowed by endless darkness, his soul utterly destroyed. Yet fate gave him one more chance. When he opened his eyes and saw the classroom he remembered so well, he understood that he had been reborn before the world-ending cataclysm. Looking at the friends he had once watched die before his eyes, he silently swore that he would turn the future around. “This time, I won't become the one who ends the world. I'll be its savior!” The eerie returned, disaster struck again, and with a reborn body, he would cut down every abomination and restore order to heaven and earth. This was a battle against fate, and a redemption born from facing death.