Chen Sheng died in the octagon cage. When he opened his eyes again, he was a young fishmonger in Baihe County whose father had just died.
His life was worth less than grass. The Black Shark Gang had raised its protection fee to five hundred coins. If he couldn't pay up in three days, they'd sell him off as a catamite!
Luckily, he had gained [Heaven Rewards Hard Work] in his mind: what others can't train up, he can grind his way up; where others hit bottlenecks, he doesn't.
He grinds fish butchering until it reaches perfection, unlocking [Force Application Technique]. He starts grinding his former life's fighting skills again, and his body grows stronger by the day.
Others fight over cultivation manuals and beg for pills. He crouches by his chopping block, sharpening his knife until it gleams.
For the third time, a Black Shark Gang thug steps onto his stall.
Chen Sheng looks up.
"I'm not paying. You're leaving your lives here."
He grinds basic boxing until it gains a special effect. His lowly body ultimately becomes that of a Martial Saint.
It's a bit imitative, brother. I hope I can write my own stuff. So far, it's still interesting.
It's okay, I hope it doesn't suck