The Cultivation World Inside the Box
Qin Feng found himself transported to a world ruled by martial prowess. After suffering a sneak attack that crippled his path in martial arts, he was on the verge of despair when he discovered a mysterious box hidden in the ancestral home's secret chamber. Inside the box stretched majestic, verdant mountains, their peaks rising and falling in endless procession. A waterfall cascaded from the heights, plunging thousands of feet with thunderous force, as countless birds and beasts made their home among the rugged ranges. Within this magical landscape, a host of exquisitely crafted miniature people bustled about, breathing fire from their mouths and cloaking themselves in armor formed from solid rock, bravely fending off ferocious monsters. Qin Feng reached out with a single motion, effortlessly crushing a monstrous beast between his fingers. Meanwhile, in the vast and mystical land of the Middle Continent, deep within the wild and untamed mountain ranges, a group of cultivators fought desperately for their lives, struggling to hold back the savage onslaught of demonic beasts. Just as hope was slipping away and death loomed near, a colossal finger suddenly pierced the heavens, descending from above to instantly obliterate the monstrous threat.
The Cultivation World Inside the Box
"Qin Feng, the injuries within your body have improved, but the stagnant blood has blocked your meridians. In this life, it will be difficult for you to break through to the level of a third-rate martial artist..."
"However, you are an official constable of the Great Song Dynasty. Even if you never advance further in martial arts, you can still live out your remaining years in peace..."
In a small room, an old physician with a head of white hair finished his diagnosis of Qin Feng, slung his medicine case on his back, and prepared to leave. He reminded, "In the coming days, take good care of yourself, avoid anger, and take your medicine on time."
With these final words, the old doctor turned and left, leaving Qin Feng alone on the wooden bed.
"Alas, to think that I, a transmigrator, ended up as nothing more than a mere constable, unable even to break through to the third-tier in martial arts. It's truly hard to accept!"
Qin Feng's fists clenched tightly. Though he had long known his predicament, a sliver of hope still lingered in his heart.
Yet reality was merciless, leaving him not even the smallest chance for reprieve.
"To be honest, my fate is just miserable. I’ve been transmigrated for years and haven’t even gotten a cheat ability!"
"Before I crossed over, the original owner of this body was living in luxury, indulging in every pleasure. Now I’m stuck cleaning up the mess he left behind! Why should I inherit only the wreckage?"
"You died, an
