"Mother, sister, wait a little bit; I'm coming to get you!" the man exclaimed in resolve as he clenched his fists.
His face twisted in rage as he thought about the predecessor of this body, "Just what kind of fuck shit are you, you dumb bootlicking piece of shit! I wish I could cut off your nuts and feed them to the dogs while I stuff your throat with your own shit, you dumb fuck!"
He kept cursing the previous owner of the body for a few minutes before he calmed down, "Haaah, that felt good! I am much calmer now."
He sat on the ground and closed his eyes for a moment before he opened his eyes, looking straight ahead and said, "System, are you there?"
[Yes host!]
The system answered in his mind as a golden screen appeared before him.
The man looked at the screen for a while and continued asking, "Tell me about yourself."
[Certainly Host!]
[The system is named The Heaven Devouring System!]
[The system is designed to help the host achieve the cultivation peak!]
The man read the text on the screen and also heard a female robotic voice with no emotion in his mind.
He read the texts one more time with squinted eyes as he asked, "Wait, you said designed. Who designed you?"
[Answering the host—]
[ERROR!]
[ERROR!]
[ERROR!]
[The host is too weak to know!]
"Ugh!" the man grumbled in frustration as he creased his brows and muttered, "the same damn thing!"
In his past life, he always felt annoyed when characters kept stuff from the MC for him being too weak.
'It was annoying then, but sure is a heck of a lot more annoying now!' He commented inwardly.
He took a moment, relaxed his knitted brows, and continued asking, "Then tell me what you can do."
[The system is here to help the host reach the martial peak!]
[The system can devour the qi of the things the host has killed and accumulate it in the host's dantian without any side effects!]
The man's eyes widened in surprise as he understood just how overpowered his system is.
His heartbeat quickened as it thumped against his chest while his pupils dilated in surprise.
'If what the system said is true, then I won't have any bottlenecks or have to stop my cultivation for resources; all I need to do is kill!'
Of course, that doesn't mean he will kill just anybody.
SCOFF
"This cultivation world doesn't lack the arrogant young masters who are waiting to get face slapped!" The man scoffed in contempt.
Looking back at the screen, he continued, "Is there any conversion rate or any parameters for the accumulation?"
[Yes host!]
[The amount of qi the system can absorb depends on the quality of the thing the host killed, their bloodline, constitution, and the quality of their qi!]
The man nodded his head at the screen, thinking that this is enough questions for now; he said, "Alright, open status!"
[Ding!]
[Opening status!]
STATUS
Name: Xi Tian
Age: 19
Cultivation level: 3rd stage of Qi Refinement
Qi: 2250/3000
EQUIPMENT
– Torn blue robes
SIGH
Xi Tian sighed as he looked at his abysmal cultivation, 'just how did he survive this long with that pitiful cultivation?'
He mumbled to himself in wonder; of course, he knew the answer: "He survived by bootlicking."
SNICKER
"Well, he died because of excessive bootlicking!" He snickered as he recalled the memories before original Xi Tian's death. 'He got killed by the same man he served.'
He shook his head, letting go of the stray thoughts and stood up from the ground.
"Well, my first job is to go back to my hometown and save mother and sister," he mumbled to himself as a flicker of anger flashed across his eyes.
But he shook it off as he dusted off his chest robe, trying to get rid of the dried mud and blood.
"I have to get out of here before anyone from the sect comes here."
He then looked toward his east into the distant mountains in the back, towering over the dense forest, which is the home of his sect, The Iron Peak Sect.
It is one of the many third rate sects in the vast Tian Lang province. And the only reason the original Xi Tian could even get into this third rate sect, was of course, because of bootlicking.
"Heh, just how many asses did he kiss?" He scoffed at his predecessor once again before he began walking west, opposite to the direction of the sect, toward his hometown.