A Hundred Thousand Levels of Body Tempering: I Stack Defense in the Underworld

[Urban Cultivation] [Invincible Lead] [Underworld Power Struggles] [Subverting Expectations] [High-Octane Wish Fulfillment]

A cultivation-world grind king transmigrates into the cannon-fodder thug of an underworld gang. The System tells me to “quietly cultivate the ten-thousand-layer Body Refining Art.”

So I keep my head down at the very bottom of the gang, getting beaten up every day to grind experience.

Steel pipes? They tickle. Pistols? A halfway decent massage. Rocket launchers? Finally, that’s starting to feel like something!

Ten years later, a rival gang brings in foreign supernatural adepts, and destructive energy blankets the entire city.

As my men stare on in despair, I push through the crowd:

“I’ve been getting gua sha for ten years. Today… can I at least get a scratch?”