Resisting temptation makes you stronger? I'm going to build a base and cultivate martial arts.

"You weird, handsome guy, come see me next time!"

Outside the nightclub, a woman with a strange smile on her face kept waving a handkerchief.

Her graceful figure, wrapped in a deep purple satin cheongsam, looked incredibly alluring under the bright lights.

The white wolf merely nodded perfunctorily and turned to leave.

He had only taken two steps when he couldn't resist opening his control panel to take a look.

【Strength: 12】

[Agility: 12]

[Physical Fitness: 12]

[Main cultivation technique: Water-Wood Cloud Yang Skill, Level 8, 7.9/8]

[Temporary buff: Increases Shui Mu Yun Yang Gong cultivation efficiency by 2000%; 23 hours and 59 minutes remaining]

[Upon reaching level 10, you will gain the special ability: Resurrection!]

His face lit up with joy as he saw the temporary buff he had just received.

But thinking about the money he had just spent, his face gradually turned bitter again.

Just then, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind.

The white wolf turned his head to look back, and the girls quickly shut up and looked away.

So he didn't take it seriously and just sighed as he turned away.

"So expensive... I'll only have enough money left to eat instant noodles for half a month... Where am I going to get the next temptation?"

Six months ago, the white wolf awakened the mystery of her birth and recalled her memories of her previous life.

At the same time, the "Devoted Martial Arts" system was awakened, which can provide benefits as long as one resists various temptations that affect cultivation.

Although he had never seen a permanent buff, the hundreds of temporary buffs allowed his combat strength to rise from the middle of the class to the top in just six months.

But there are side effects too—both boys and girls basically stop playing with him.

After all, he really acted like a scoundrel in order to lure people into his trap.

Regardless of who it is, whether it's a team battle or a casual chat, it's normal to get angry and even block someone after being tricked into making an invitation and then being rejected.

Although the white wolf felt regretful, he didn't care too much.

Because practicing martial arts is really interesting.

Especially if you have your own control panel.

Watching my strength and experience gradually increase felt like playing a real-life game.

If I could, I would love to cultivate for a lifetime.

The only pity is that, having encountered the system early on and experienced that exhilarating joy, White Wolf finds it difficult to tolerate the original cultivation speed.

Since no one is cooperating.

Left with no other choice, he had to come to such brothels to spend money to seduce people.

And the results were obvious; he succeeded.

"But it's too expensive."

"Forget it, I'd rather spend more time expanding my network and socializing. You have to bait the way you catch fish! You can't just kill the goose that lays the golden eggs..."

White Wolf pondered this with great emotion for a moment, then quickly calmed down.

He glanced at the time on the panel: "...A minute has already been wasted. Let's talk about it after we finish practicing!"

In an attempt to make up for lost time, he simply ignored the astonishment of the people on the roadside and started running.

He was just running normally.

But for some reason, driven by a certain atmosphere, the crowd began to stir.

At first, there were one or two people with shifty eyes.

Then there are these people's friends.

Gradually, everyone on the street started running for no apparent reason.

The man strode forward.

The woman, carrying her high heels in one hand and clutching her skirt in the other, also ran away in a panic.

Behind them, someone was screaming, "He's an undercover reporter! No wonder he left without doing anything. Grab him!"

White Wolf blinked and quickly realized it was a misunderstanding.

But regardless of whether it's a misunderstanding or not, every second spent being taken back is a waste of time... and there's a high probability that they won't get their money back.

A complete loss!

So he channeled all his spiritual energy into his feet, increased his speed, and ran away in a flash.

White Wolf ran all the way to the vicinity of his rented house before slowly stopping.

In front of me is an urban village called Baima New Village.

Although the interior decoration is not bad, the road outside is a nightmare.

It was gloomy and cramped, and most of the place was muddy, making it extremely unbearable on rainy days.

To avoid wasting time washing clothes and shoes, White Wolf always walks on the walls after entering the alley.

He paused for a moment, and within a few seconds, his physical strength and spiritual energy were almost fully restored.

Only then did he step onto the large stone block at the entrance of the alley.

The body is airborne.

Then he kicked the wall again.

He was thrown to the other side.

He moved like a strange spider, bouncing and moving across several walls.

Just as their house was right in front of them, a muffled voice suddenly came from the end of the alley next door.

White Wolf clearly remembered that it was a dead end, a road that couldn't be traversed at all.

"Ugh, we...we brothers just want some money...what do you mean by giving us a kidney?"

The white wolf's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

With a sudden burst of force, his ten fingers gripped the brick wall.

His entire body clung to the air, staring intently at the corner of the alley.

There were no lights at the end of the alley, only the moonlight reflected off a few windows.

Seven or eight dark figures were vaguely surrounding something.

From the crowd, a magnetic female voice rang out lazily: "A kidney is worth fifty thousand yuan. You can sell them and make money, right?"

"Okay...it seems so, but no, who are we selling to?" The leader was clearly still drunk.

But soon, someone cried out in a daze, "Brother, it hurts so much! My stomach hurts so much!"

This sound seemed to remind everyone.

"Ah Er, what's wrong?"

"An outcast! You're the monster they're talking about in the news!"

"Run!"

"Let's give it our all!"

The group of drunk thugs had no organization whatsoever.

Some people collapsed to the ground, some turned and ran, and some drew their knives and charged forward.

The blade's reflection flashed twice in the alley before it slumped to the ground.

Soon, the thick, rusty smell of blood spread through the alley.

White Wolf's breathing became more and more rapid, and his fingers gripped tighter and tighter.

The bricks and stones on the wall could not withstand the force and turned into dust and fell down.

His eyes were fixed on the corner, like a wildcat ready to pounce.

"Tsk! They're not even going to run away?"

The lazy voice rang out again, and a figure slowly walked out of the alley, falling into the dappled moonlight.

"You look quite good." The figure looked at the white wolf against the light. "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life. I'll count to five. If you haven't escaped my sight by then, you'll become my collectible!"

The white wolf stared intently down below.

The figure looked like a woman.

Her long blonde hair seemed to reflect the sunlight.

Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and her skin was dazzlingly white, except for her lips, which looked as if they had been smeared with fresh blood.

Her dress was elegant and luxurious, making her look like a young lady who had just escaped from a ball.

At first glance, it looks frail and weak, even giving people the urge to bully it.

But every single one of the white wolf's senses was sending out alarms.

This woman is stronger than any martial arts teacher I've ever met in high school; she's definitely a master!

Look at yourself.

The only skill I've mastered, Shui Mu Yun Yang Gong, is a martial arts version of Ba Duan Jin. It's okay for recovery and building a foundation, but in terms of combat, it's not as effective as military boxing.

"Should we run away? The opponent is so strong, they should keep their promise, right?"

The thought briefly crossed the white wolf's mind before disappearing completely.

They were just teasing some thugs in the alley!

No gambling!

Exposing your back is worse than a direct confrontation.

At least he died with some dignity.

Of course, it's all just an excuse.

The biggest reason is that the white wolf prefers direct confrontation.

His expression gradually turned ferocious.

"Practicing martial arts is enjoyable, but even more enjoyable... is, of course, venting one's power!"

He slammed his legs against the wall with all his might!

The spiritual energy within his body circulated rapidly, concentrating entirely in his hands, arms, head, and chest.

Like a long arrow, the white wolf shot straight toward the woman.