Transcendent Martial Arts: The Living Yama of the Mortal Realm!

After he transmigrated, Zhao An began seeing two kinds of people: red-named evildoers and white-named good people. “Please, Heaven, reveal the truth!” the victim knelt and cried, grief-stricken and heartbroken, their anguish moving everyone who heard it. Zhao An punched their head apart, seized the evil soul, and refined it in an instant. “If they have a red name, don’t waste your breath.” Ordinary people practice martial arts for three to five years before grasping the basics, and need over a decade to achieve modest skill. They may spend their whole lives practicing day after day, only to have a chance of reaching the pinnacle of martial arts. Zhao An is different. His Soul Pool is filled to the brim with enslaved souls, all of them his training proxies. If one soul slave can’t master an unparalleled divine art, then ten or a hundred can practice it together. No need to rely on diligence, no need for years of secluded cultivation. Zhao An only wants to master martial arts fast, then smash more evildoers’ heads! If his cultivation is lacking or his aptitude is poor, he can simply make a wish with merit. One merit point: wish for a martial arts elixir. Ten merit points: wish for a thousand-year-old lingzhi. A hundred merit points: wish for a long-lost secret art. Years later. Zhao An: “How many merit points does it take to wish for the Nine-Turn Profound Art?” (As the saying goes, it takes a villain to deal with a villain.)