High-Martial Water Margin: I Transmigrate into Wu Dalang and Become a Saint Selling Flatbreads

“Dalang, dinner’s ready.”

The moment Wu Bai, who had transmigrated here, heard the voice, he shivered involuntarily.

The moment he opened his eyes, he stopped shivering, and his heart died.

A three-foot-tall runt? Wu Dalang? And a beautiful young woman standing in front of him?

Beautiful?

Beautiful! So beautiful she took his breath away, so beautiful he wanted to drink poison.

To change his fate, Wu Bai began training in martial arts to strengthen his body.

Fortunately, transmigrating came with a perk: inside his mind was a piece of shaobing that could accumulate energy without end.

Others found breaking through a realm harder than reaching the heavens. For him, it was as easy as drinking water.

[Pork shaobing: 3 energy]

[Beef shaobing: 3.5 energy]

[...]

The higher the quality of the shaobing, the more energy it provided, making breakthroughs easier and him stronger.

Pan Jinlian: “Husband, you’re incredible.”

Wu Song: “Elder brother, you’re incredible.”

Ximen Qing: “How are you so incredible?”

Faced with all the praise, Wu Bai smiled calmly, hoisted his shoulder pole, and never forgot to call out:

“Shaobing, fragrant shaobing!”

Watch Wu Dalang sell shaobing his way to sainthood.