Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

C1 A New Life



C1 A New Life

Wang Hao took off a piece of ore weighing a thousand kilograms and sighed helplessly, "This world is really boring!"    

    

That's right, Wang Hao originally did not belong to this world. He was originally an ordinary middle school student on Earth. After fighting in an internet cafe for a day and a night, he finally cleared the game. In the end, his eyes turned black, and he somehow transmigrated into this world called Essence Martial Continent.    

    

"I don't mind transmigrating, but isn't the original owner of this body too poor?"    

    

Wang Hao had already integrated the memories of his present life. He was fourteen years old this year. He was a direct descendant of the Wang family in Snow Phoenix City, but his parents had died early. He didn't receive any treatment from any of the direct descendants. He had outstanding talent. He had already reached the peak of the Martial Disciple Stage, but because he didn't have the support of his family... He hadn't awakened his bloodline for a long time, so he couldn't break through to the Essence Martial Stage.    

    

The bloodline was a unique talent of the Essence Martial Continent's warriors. The stronger the bloodline, the greater the warrior's future achievements would be. It could be said that the bloodline was the foundation of a warrior!    

    

Wang Hao, who couldn't see any hope in his family, resolutely left. He headed to the Snow Sword Sect, hoping to become a disciple of the Snow Sword Sect and obtain the protection of the sect.    

    

There was a rule in the Snow Sword Sect that anyone who participated in the exam, regardless of whether it was the noble disciples or the Humble Class Martial Artist, had to hand over 50 Yuan Stones.    

    

50 Yuan Stones wasn't a lot. Even if it was the Humble Class Martial Artist that he was short on money, he could still take it out by gritting his teeth. However, other than providing Wang Hao with the monthly necessities, the family wouldn't give a single cent.    

    

Fortunately, the Snow Sword Sect had opened up a mine for the Humble Class Martial Artist at the foot of the mountain. Each time they dug out ten thousand jin of iron ore, they would be able to obtain one yuan stone.    

    

Wang Hao had stayed in the mine for three months, and had already gotten forty-two yuan stones. However, there were only three days left until the entrance exam of the Snow Sword Sect.    

    

Just as Wang Hao was recalling his past, a strong force was sent towards his face. A loud whip sound was heard. Wang Hao held the whip in his hand and raised his head furiously. He saw a fat man looking at him with a ferocious expression.    

    

The fat man in front of him was called Zhou Xiong, a registered disciple of Snow Sword Sect. He was also the supervisor of this ore mine. For some reason, Zhou Xiong didn't like him. During these three months, he had deducted more than ten vital stones from Wang Hao.    

    

In order to make up for the loss of vitality stones, the original Wang Hao was exhausted to death.    

    

"Wang Hao, you are slacking off again. The total amount of ore you mined today will be reduced by three thousand jin!"    

    

"Damn fatty, don't go too far!" Wang Hao was furious. His eyes were filled with killing intent.    

    

Zhou Xiong couldn't help but shiver. Then, he suddenly woke up, "I am an honorary disciple of Snow Sword Sect. Why would I be afraid of a Humble Class Martial Artist from him?"    

    

Zhou Xiong flew into a rage out of humiliation, "Today, you will go to the northernmost mine and mine at least ten thousand Jin. Don't even think about getting a single vitality stone!"    

    

After hearing this, Wang Hao loosened his clenched fists. He knew that Zhou Xiong was stronger than him, and he was in charge of the entire mine. It wasn't wise for him to go against him now.    

    

"Zhou Xiong, don't let me be stronger than you, or I will let you know how to write the word regret!" Liu Feng swore in his heart as he walked.    

    

Watching Wang Hao's back as he left, the surrounding youths started whispering, "The eastern mine? I heard that someone died inside a few days ago, but the reason has yet to be investigated. Zhou Xiong is going to kill Wang Hao!"    

    

"How did Wang Hao offend Zhou Xiong?"    

    

"I heard that Zhou Xiong took benefits from others, which is why he keeps targeting Wang Hao."    

    

...    

    

Wang Hao went to the easternmost mine and started to dig silently. However, after digging for a while, he sat down on the ground.    

    

"I'm too tired today. I think I should take a rest first."    

    

Just as Wang Hao was about to close his eyes and take a rest, a low roar suddenly came from the depths of the mine.    

    

Wang Hao suddenly woke up and saw a Ferocious Beast pouncing out from the depths of the mine.    

    

"Mountain Drilling Beast!" Wang Hao's heart turned cold. Mountain Drilling Beast was a first level Essence Martial Stage Ferocious Beast, he was no match for it!    

    

The Mountain Drilling Beast's speed was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Wang Hao. Wang Hao threw out both of his fists with all his strength, but he was unable to shake it at all.    

    

Wang Hao crashed heavily into the wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was like a wisp of smoke.    

    

"Is this the end of my life? It's said that transmigrators are invincible. Why didn't I get any benefits as a transmigrator?"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Hao suddenly heard a clear voice in his mind.    

    

"Ding!"    

    

"Nine Dragons System activated, starting to detect host!"    

    

"'Checking completed, system activated! '"    

    

An interface appeared in Wang Hao's mind. There were seven buttons on the interface. Items," "Mission, 'Bloodline,'" Talent, "" Magazine, and "Achievement." Out of the seven buttons, the items, missions, and bloodlines were all bright.    

    

Next to the seven buttons were Wang Hao's personal attributes - Martial Disciple Stage Ninth Level, Experience Points: 99 / 100.    

    

Wang Hao stared at the interface with his mouth agape." Isn't this the game interface? " This interface was the game that Wang Hao played before he transmigrated.    

    


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