Transforming the false into the true, I am the only one in the world who possesses the true Dharma.

Qingyang County.

Blackwater Street, Willow Flower Lane.

Dilapidated houses.

When Xu Yan woke up, his whole body felt like it was on fire.

With pain as the anchor, a jumble of memories floods my mind.

"The Great Xuan Kingdom, the Dust and Sand Gang, a low-ranking leader, and a fake martial arts technique?"

Now in the Great Xuan Kingdom, his original name was Xu Yan, a minor leader of the Blackwater Street of the Dust Sand Gang.

Not long ago, his subordinate presented him with a martial arts manual. After practicing it, he immediately felt as if his entire body was being burned by raging fire.

When Xu Yan woke up, he had already transmigrated into this world.

Lying on the ground, Xu Yan felt excruciating pain whenever he moved even slightly.

Not far away, a young man with a scar on his face knelt on the ground, slapping himself hard.

"Boss, I'm sorry, what I, Wang Mazi, did was not ethical, but if I didn't do this, Zhao Hai would kill my whole family."

Xu Yan was in a daze, but upon hearing this, he immediately understood.

"So that's how it is."

Blackwater Street has ten alleys, and each small leader is in charge of one of them. Zhao Hai is one of them.

Xu Yan manages an alley with a gambling den that rakes in a lot of money every day, which Zhao Hai has long coveted.

Now it seems that all of this was Zhao Hai's scheme.

"You dared to practice a cultivation technique that you obtained for no reason; you've really caused me a lot of trouble."

He hadn't expected that he would die so soon after transmigrating.

Xu Yan subconsciously looked at the ancient book tightly held in his right hand, his gaze sharpening.

A layer of black mist was wrapped around the ancient book, which was condensing into serpentine characters.

[The True Record: There are many false methods in the world, and true methods are becoming nonexistent. They consume one's life and resources, so one can refine the false to cultivate the true.]

[The Burning Heart Palm technique has been detected as fake. It can be converted into the Bone-Corroding Palm technique by consuming one or two Life Coins.]

[Convert or not?]

……

【Xu Yan】

[Realm: None]

[Technique: None]

[Life money: two taels]

Goldfinger?

Using the false to cultivate the true?

Xu Yan instantly realized that he could consume his life points to transform the Burning Heart Palm into a true martial art.

As for where the cheat code came from, that's not important now.

Wang Mazi, whose face was scarred, stood up, took out a short knife from his pocket, and walked towards Xu Yan.

"Boss, I'll give you a quick death. It'll be over soon. You'll definitely be reborn into a better family in your next life."

The dagger had a dark red sheen, indicating it was a bloodstained knife.

Wang Mazi staggered to Xu Yan's side, his short knife less than a foot from Xu Yan's throat.

Xu Yan saw the cold glint of the short knife, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

"Transform!"

When Xu Yan uttered the word "transformation," the smoke suddenly dissipated, transforming into a large amount of information that entered Xu Yan's mind.

[Conversion Successful]

[Bone-Rotting Palm (Transcendent Realm): Initial Stage]

[You can continue your cultivation by spending one or two lives.]

Xu Yan suddenly opened her eyes, a warm current surging in her lower abdomen.

At the same time, a phantom image appeared deep in his mind, practicing a set of cunning and vicious palm techniques.

The black energy disc hovered in the illusory palms, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

This palm technique condenses true qi, which is then transformed into bone-corroding poison.

The victim will be invaded by the bone-corroding poison. After five consecutive blows, the bone-corroding poison will erupt, causing a massive poisoning injury.

The afterimage came and went quickly. By the time it disappeared, Xu Yan had already mastered the Bone-Corroding Palm technique.

As for the Transcendent Realm, it represents the level of the Corrupting Bone Palm technique, while the initial breakthrough is the level obtained by practicing the fake technique with the Life Coin.

By simply spending one's life money to practice until the fake becomes real, one can directly reach the initial stage of mastery.

By further analyzing the life-saving techniques, one can continue to improve.

However, it can only be used to deduce the method of using the false to cultivate the true.

But that doesn't matter, because the dagger is already pressed against Xu Yan's neck; any further and it will kill him.

Xu Yan raised his hand and slapped the short knife.

The short knife broke in two, and the broken piece fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Wang Mazi missed his target, staggered, steadied himself, and looked up to see a face as cold as ice.

"Boss!"

"Well!"

He only got halfway through his sentence when he felt a tightening sensation in his neck, and the rest of Wang Mazi's sentence got stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

Xu Yan grabbed Wang Mazi by the neck, slowly stood up, and said in a voice as cold as ice: "You should have told me that your family was being threatened by Zhao Hai."

Wang Mazi's legs were dangling in the air, his eyes flailing wildly, but he couldn't break free from Xu Yan's grasp.

Xu Yan raised his hand and slapped Wang Mazi in the chest: "I will take good care of your family."

The true energy transformed into bone-corroding poison, which penetrated into Wang Mazi's body.

Wang Mazi was sent flying backward, rolled twice on the ground, and his face suddenly turned black.

In less than a breath, the bone-corroding poison penetrated deep into Wang Mazi's body, and he stopped breathing.

A wisp of smoke appeared before my eyes, condensing into new characters.

Kill Wang Mazi, and you will receive one tael of silver.

Xu Yan stared at Wang Mazi's corpse, his face turning deathly pale, a wave of nausea washing over him.

He leaned on the rattan chair next to him, slowly sat down, and closed his eyes.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, when he opened his eyes again, they were as calm as the deep sea.

Xu Yan is a very adaptable person. In his previous life, he had no parents and entered society alone.

Having washed dishes and moved goods, he eventually bought a house in a first-tier city thanks to his adaptability.

At this moment, he has completely adapted to his new identity.

"True Qi, Transcendent Realm, and Life Money."

The warm current in her lower abdomen was clearly visible. Xu Yan didn't rush out, but instead sorted out her current situation.

Once one cultivates true qi, one becomes a martial artist. With his newly mastered Bone-Corroding Palm, he has already reached the early stage of the Transcendent Realm.

As for life money, it is something that a person is born with.

It can improve as a person's strength, status, identity, and background increase.

The lower the price of life, the less valuable life is; you might even choke to death while drinking water.

The higher your fortune, the smoother everything will go.

"I can earn money by killing enemies."

After burning an incense stick, he had figured out the situation and looked around at his surroundings.

The corpse on the ground was still warm, but Xu Yan didn't even look at it. He got up, walked to the door, and pushed it open.

Outside the door was a bustling street.

On both sides of the street, vendors called out their wares, women chatted, and children ran around happily.

A dozen or so young men dressed in burlap sacks squatted across from her, brazenly eyeing the woman who was passing by.

Upon noticing the door open, everyone hurriedly stood up and walked quickly to Xu Yan.

"Boss."

Xu Yan glanced around and nodded slightly.

This is what he owns on Blackwater Street.

"Liu Sheng."

Xu Yan looked at a young man and spoke calmly.

Liu Sheng was thin, with white scars on his exposed skin. Upon hearing this, he quickly walked up to Xu Yan.

"Boss, what's up? Wang Mazi should be able to report to you by now, our harvest this month is pretty good."

Xu Yan patted Liu Sheng on the shoulder: "Take some money and give it to Wang Mazi's family."

Liu Sheng was slightly taken aback: "Why?"

Xu Yan withdrew his hand and walked into the house: "Wang Mazi attacked me, he's dead."

Upon hearing this, Liu Sheng and the dozen or so young men were all taken aback.

They looked into the house and, upon seeing Wang Mazi's corpse, couldn't help but shudder.

Xu Yan returned to the house, sat on the rattan chair, picked up the water beside him, and took a sip.

"Clean this up, I have some questions for you."