Chapter 5: With an Automated System, Why Bother with Grueling Cultivation?

"System, can I directly absorb these ten years of cultivation now?"
Returning to his room, Li Jian San asked impatiently.
"Yes, but considering your current physical condition, you may not be able to fully absorb all this cultivation at once. I recommend you start with a portion."
Li Jian San, full of anticipation, replied, "Then let's try it immediately."
Without delay, he began to digest the surge of energy.
Instantly, an immense force poured into his body like a raging tidal wave.
His blood and vital energy surged, transforming every fiber of his muscles, bones, flesh, and even hair, overturning his entire being.
Soon, a thunderous roar echoed through him—Li Jian San had stepped into the first stage of the Qi Refining Realm.
But this was only the beginning.
Under the impact of this overwhelming energy, his cultivation continued to soar:
Second stage of Qi Refining,
Third stage,
Fourth...
Half an hour passed, and Li Jian San’s strength kept rising.
After a long while, his aura finally stabilized.
He had advanced all the way to the first stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm!
In just half an hour,
Li Jian San had transformed from a complete novice with no cultivation into a master of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Ordinary people, even with extraordinary talent, would require at least a month to reach this level,
And that’s with consuming countless resources.
Yet now, Li Jian San had achieved this in half an hour.
If word got out, how many so-called geniuses would be utterly humiliated?
And this was only a portion of the cultivation he had absorbed. If he took in all ten years of Li An Shan’s cultivation, how terrifying would that be?
“So this is the legendary idle leveling?”
The corners of Li Jian San’s mouth curled into an absurdly comical smile.
No need to fight monsters for experience—he could do in a moment what others could never accomplish in a lifetime.
But he didn’t continue.
First, his body couldn’t handle so much energy; second, he was already exhausted, unwilling to waste time and effort on tedious cultivation.
With the system, why suffer through hard training?
“Boom!”
A deafening crash shook the room as the door was blasted from its hinges, slamming into the floor with a thunderous crack, splinters flying everywhere.
“Who are you? Are you tired of living?”
Li Jian San stood up in a fury, his icy gaze fixed on the figure at the door.
There stood a middle-aged man,
Dark-skinned and burly, with a large black mole on his face.
“You killed my son. I didn’t come here today intending to leave alive!”
The visitor was Lin Chong, father of the youth who died by Li Jian San’s hand.
Upon hearing the news of his son's death, Lin Chong spat blood in rage, swallowed a forbidden pill with severe side effects, and came seeking vengeance.
Burning with wrath, his furious eyes locked onto Li Jian San, “Li Jian San, you dared to kill my son. I’ll drag you to hell to pay for it!”
With those words, Lin Chong became a god of slaughter, his massive fist tearing through space, crashing toward Li Jian San with the force of a collapsing mountain.
Li Jian San glanced at him. He’d previously injured Lin Chong severely; by rights, Lin Chong shouldn’t possess such strength now. Clearly, he had used forbidden medicine to temporarily boost his power.
Lin Chong originally possessed eight stages of Qi Refining, an elite among cultivators. His full-force strike could shatter a city wall.
Boom!
Just as Lin Chong was about to strike Li Jian San, a figure clad in black appeared, intercepting Lin Chong’s attack with a single punch.
Lin Chong felt his arm go numb, half his body shaking. He staggered back several steps before steadying himself.
He eyed the black-clad man beside Li Jian San warily, his expression turning grim.
Though he’d managed to sneak into Li Jian San’s room, he hadn’t expected a protector to be present.
Revenge now seemed impossible...
The black-clad man bowed respectfully to Li Jian San, “Forgive my tardiness, Young Master. Are you unharmed?”
Li Jian San waved his hand. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”
Then, he grinned at Lin Chong. “You wanted revenge? I’ll give you a chance.”
“Young Master, you mustn’t! If anything happens to you, what will we do?”
Li Jian San smiled, “He’s no match for me.”
The black-clad man was stunned. He knew exactly how weak his young master was—
A spoiled scion, never cultivating, essentially a good-for-nothing.
Now he wanted to spar with an eight-stage Qi Refining expert? Surely this was madness.
But he dared not argue, only resolved to intervene if the young master was in danger.
At Li Jian San’s words, Lin Chong’s spirits soared.
He gathered his energy, pushing his power to its peak, intent on killing Li Jian San in a single strike.
Lin Chong shifted from fist to palm, unleashing his signature move—Thunderclap Palm.
In an instant, dazzling lightning burst forth, breaking through the darkness like dawn, streaking across the heavens.
“Buzz!”
Lin Chong burned the last of his vital blood, unleashing a terrifying power from within.
“Li Jian San, you killed my son. No matter the cost, I will send you to hell!”
A strange smile twisted Lin Chong’s lips, a vicious gleam in his eyes. His palm erupted with force, vast bolts of lightning rolling towards Li Jian San,
The overwhelming light threatened to engulf him.
“Young Master, look out!”
The black-clad man cried out in alarm, but he hadn’t anticipated Lin Chong would self-destruct his vital blood. The attack was too swift for him to react.
Even if he rushed forward now, it would be too late!
What to do, what to do?
Sweat poured from the black-clad man’s brow. If anything happened to Li Jian San, he was as good as dead.
“Your move is indeed powerful, but you have yet to witness my strength.
So, the one bound for hell—
Is you!”
“Thunderclap Palm!”
Li Jian San suddenly unleashed the exact same technique as Lin Chong.
His hand radiated a fierce killing aura, like sinister lightning under a blood-red night, crushing everything in its path.
During his earlier bout with Lin Chong’s son, Li Jian San’s intense focus allowed him to decipher the intricacies of the Thunderclap Palm.
Now, combined with his eight-stage Qi Refining cultivation, the force he unleashed was several times stronger than Lin Chong’s, almost reaching the technique’s pinnacle.
“How is this possible? How did you learn my Thunderclap Palm?”
For a moment, Lin Chong was dumbfounded.
This was the Lin family’s secret art—how could Li Jian San have mastered it?
Thunderclap Palm was never taught to outsiders; what connection did Li Jian San have with his family?
And the power he wielded seemed even greater than his own.
How could this be?
Lin Chong began to question everything.
In the blink of an eye, Li Jian San’s Thunderclap Palm struck with such brilliance that Lin Chong had no time to evade—his throat was torn open.
As Lin Chong fell, the black-clad man beside him was already stunned,
Not by Li Jian San’s mastery of Thunderclap Palm, but by his cultivation!
Foundation Establishment Realm!
How had he reached the Foundation Establishment Realm?
Wasn’t the young master supposed to be a notorious wastrel who never cultivated?
How could he explain this level of power?
Could the rumors be false?
Perhaps the young master had been diligently training all along, simply hiding it from others.
Rumors were unreliable after all.
Young Master, who would have thought you were a martial genius, attaining Foundation Establishment at barely over ten years old...
At that moment, the system’s voice sounded suddenly:
“Congratulations to the host for killing a member of the protagonist faction. Random reward: Invincible Comprehension, duration half an hour…”