Pay-to-Win Martial Saint
Five Energies Returning to the Origin Fist: Beginner Level + Energy: 1 (energy points can be recharged using food, meat, medicinal herbs, etc.)... In an age of chaos and endless warfare, Qin Yi, desperate to survive, gritted his teeth and became a Daoist in the mountains. The path of humanity was arduous, yet with his unrivaled talent and relentless perseverance, Qin Yi gradually grew stronger, ultimately ascending step by step to the pinnacle as a Martial Sage!
Pay-to-Win Martial Saint
Dayong.
The thirty-fourth year of Ruihe.
Cangwu Town.
Clip-clop, clip-clop…
A column of cavalry slowly entered the town.
“Good people, the northern barbarians have repeatedly invaded, and the situation on the northern front is tense. By imperial decree, every household with a male aged sixteen or above must send one son to the front to defend the nation. Without a country, there is no home. To protect Dayong is our unshirkable duty! Each family, step forward and receive the decree!”
“The Chen family, receive the decree!”
“Here!”
“The Liu family, receive the decree!”
“Yes!”
…
Qin Yi slipped away from the noisy crowd and hurried toward his home.
“This is the third conscription this year,” he sighed quietly. The previous two times, only those aged eighteen and above were taken. Now, even those who have reached sixteen must go to war!
He was not originally from this world. In his previous life, he had been an ordinary office worker. Three months ago, he woke one morning to find himself in this place, inhabiting the body of another named Qin Yi—this Qin Yi was just fifteen years old.
This world resembled none of the histories he knew. Here, the land was called Dayong, a nation five hundred and thirty years in existence.
In an alley south of the small town.
Qin Yi, returning from his thoughts, looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar thatched cottage not far off and walked toward it, head bowed.
No sooner had he entered the courtyard—
“Fourth son, is there a letter from
