I Trained in Martial Arts and Became a Saint at a Run-Down Temple

Chen Yu'an dies suddenly after staying up all night, then wakes to find himself transmigrated into a chaotic age where martial artists dare to defy the authorities. Martial arts flourish, sects rule their own territories, and commoners are as insignificant as blades of grass. Currents swirl between the martial world and the imperial court, while heroes and villains rise alike. The dilapidated Qingyang Taoist Temple sits at the end of the least conspicuous alley in the county town. It's drafty, behind on its taxes, and owes the money house five thousand taels of silver in compounding interest: everything his missing master left him. Others train in martial arts by competing for spiritual roots, pills, and family fortunes, only to reach a bottleneck and die with regrets. But he alone awakens a progress bar invisible to everyone else. Sweeping, training, making candy: every breath he takes visibly advances him, and every flaw is corrected one by one. Once he makes a breakthrough, it lasts forever, and he'll never face another bottleneck. And so this impoverished, crumbling temple is quietly becoming the most dangerous place in the land.