It was unknown if his appearance has been upgraded or downgraded after transmigrating.
Song Ankang didn't know why he suddenly thought of this strange question. Shouldn't he understand his current situation since he was still alive?
However, even though his body had recovered a lot, he still couldn't help but walk to the mirror at the first instance. It reflected a handsome 18-year-old youth.
However, even though the person in the mirror was very good-looking, Song Ankang on Earth would look similar to this if he had turned on his phone's beauty function. To be precise, if he had turned on the beautification feature, slim face, and all sorts of filters to the maximum. After all, his face shape on Earth was not bad.
No wonder Qiu Shi had been staring at him without blinking. It turned out that the owner of this body was already so good-looking.
Who could he use as a comparison for the celebrities of Earth?
Forget it. No male celebrity on Earth could compare to his host body in terms of looks!
Perhaps only daddy readers could compare with him.
He could probably dominate the entertainment industry on Earth and become the guest of many rich ladies with his looks alone.
Moreover, the host body seemed to be the most filial son in the capital. It was no wonder that the Tang family of the imperial merchant was interested in him and became their live-in son-in-law.
More memories surfaced in Song Ankang's mind. He also knew his current situation.
The world after he transmigrated was the Mysterious Desolate Continent where tens of thousands of races vied for supremacy. The human race was just one of the unremarkable lower third-grade races and could be destroyed at any time.
All the humans had worked together to build China in order to survive. The capital was An City. Song Ankang was currently in a farm near An City.
With his outstanding looks and the reputation of being the most filial son in the capital, the host body was fancied by the eldest daughter of the Tang family, Tang Yelan. He became Tang Yelan's husband and married into her family.
At this point, a lively and charming figure appeared in Song Ankang's mind. The owner of that figure was Tang Yelan's younger sister, Tang Liuli. She was also Song Ankang's sister-in-law.
"Pui…"
Song Ankang couldn't help but spit on the host body's face. He didn't expect the host body to have such dirty thoughts despite his good reputation and handsome face. He really deserved to be slapped to death by the goose.
If it were him, he would prefer the intellectual and elegant second sister-in-law, Tang Mingyue…
However, his cheap wife, Tang Yelan, was really good-looking too. She was dignified, elegant, magnanimous, gentle, and was a beauty in her own right.
If that wasn't the case, the Crown Prince wouldn't have taken a fancy to her. He almost managed to rape her. In the end, she got together with the host body and got out of trouble.
Speaking of which, Tang Yelan had no choice but to marry him. If it wasn't for various coincidences, the host body wouldn't have such good fortune.
Unfortunately, due to all kinds of considerations, even though they had been married for more than half a month, the two of them still had not consummated their marriage. The host body was even sent to Chaoyun Manor outside the capital.
Thinking up to this point, Song Ankang realized that the host body's name was exactly the same as his name. Could the host body be him in a parallel world?
The host body was honest and kind. He was also a bit of a chauvinist. He had no choice but to marry into the family. He didn't expect that he couldn't even consummate his marriage before being sent to Chaoyun Manor.
Even though he also wanted to work hard to improve his strength and regain his lost dignity, and also have the ability to protect his benefactor and wife, Tang Yelan, his body did not allow that, nor was his talent allowed.
The host body tried to learn the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra secretly being left with no choice. In the end, he was addicted to it and injured his body. He was hit by the big goose in his weakened state. That was how he died and was possessed by the transmigrating Song Ankang.
This gave Song Ankang a deeper understanding of the Mysterious Desolate Continent. There were demons, ghosts, cultivators, and immortals in this world. Could that mean that he could also become a cultivator?
The contents of the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra appeared in his mind. This was a superior grade-seven cultivation technique, or rather, a demonic technique. It was infamous among many demonic techniques.
After cultivating, one's rate of improvement would be extremely fast. However, it was easy to lose oneself in it, exhausting one's blood essence and lifespan.
Even though the power of blood vitality cultivated from the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra was formidable and terrifying, it was extremely unstable. If one wasn't careful, there was a risk of exploding and dying.
Basically, no martial artist was willing to cultivate the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra unless there was no other choice. The host body had no choice but to secretly cultivate the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra. He didn't expect to die after cultivating for just a day.
However, Song Ankang was not the host body. He was an ordinary young man who had transmigrated from Earth. Of course, this was not important. What was important was that he had accidentally fused with a strange object during his transmigration.
Fate-Defying Heaven Manual!
This strange object could turn any side effect of martial arts or objects into a positive effect. As for the original positive effect, it was still a positive effect. In other words, those that were beneficial to me would stay, and those that were harmful to me would become beneficial ones.
That was quite impressive!
However, he still needed Song Ankang to test whether the effect was real or fake.
After recalling the contents of the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra, Song Ankang went to a nearby cultivation room and began cultivating the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra.
The Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra was divided into cultivation methods and fighting methods. The so-called cultivation methods were naturally cultivation methods, while fighting methods were killing methods.
There were seven moves to practice. They were respectively the Skin Fist, Flesh Fist, Veins Fist, Body Fist, Bone Fist, Viscera Fist, Internal Organ Fist, and Marrow Fist, respectively corresponding to the seven minor realms of cultivators.
In the Mysterious Desolate Great World, cultivators were mainly divided into four minor realms for each of the three major realms: External, Internal and Earth Gate.
The so-called four minor realms of external realm were on the skin, flesh, tendons and bones. The so-called four minor realms of internal training were viscera, internal organs, marrow and blood changing. The Earth Level was the realm after blood changing.
Once one stepped into the fourth minor realm of External realm, they would be qualified to be called a third-rate martial artist. Those who entered the fourth layer of Internal Realm were qualified to be called second-rate martial artists. Those who advanced to the Earth Gate Realm were first-rate martial artists.
Even though the host body had only cultivated the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra for a day, he had advanced to the first minor realm of the External Realm, the skin realm. Moreover, the Host body did not have any talent. The speed of cultivation from the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra was much faster than orthodox cultivation techniques.
After carefully recalling the cultivation method of the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra, Song Ankang slowly raised his hand and began to cultivate the Skin Fist, slowly tempering his skin.
Along with his movements, the Qi and blood of the seven injuries in his body began to flow. The medicinal cuisine he had just consumed was also digested at an astonishing speed, becoming a part of the Qi and blood of the Seven Wounds.
An inexplicable sense of pleasure slowly rose in his heart, disintegrating Song Ankang's mental willpower. He wanted to make Song Ankang intoxicated and eventually die from being possessed.
"You are cultivating the Seven Wounds Demon Sutra. You are affected by the side effects of the Sutra and your spiritual will is about to be damaged… The Fate-Defying Heaven Manual has taken effect and your spiritual will has increased. You have become even more clear-headed!"
"You are cultivating the Seven Wounds Demon Sutra. You are affected by the side effects of the Sutra and your foundation is about to be damaged, your blood vitality is about to become unstable, and the membranes on your skin are about to develop hidden dangers… The Fate-Defying Heaven Manual has taken effect, your foundation is becoming increasingly stable, your blood vitality is becoming increasingly pure, and your skin is becoming increasingly perfect!"