Seventy years old is the age to take risks!

The Great Yu Kingdom, Jiangning City.

Autumn is already deep, and frost is falling on the eaves.

The teahouses along the roadside were filled with people, and two or three shouts came from the street. Then, a "snap" of a gavel rang out, making everyone shudder.

"As the saying goes..."

"His beloved son sacrificed his life to save his lord and father; Cao Cao was filled with remorse and shed tears."

"One wrong step can lead to eternal regret, leaving a lonely mark on history!"

"Gentlemen, to find out what happens next, please listen to the next installment..."

"break down!"

After reciting two lines of doggerel, the old man slammed his gavel down, referring to the episode in Romance of the Three Kingdoms where Cao Cao was defeated by Zhang Xiu.

He talked all morning, and his throat was almost dry.

Sitting in front of him were the guests in the teahouse, who were already completely absorbed in the music. Several seconds after the old man's gavel fell, a loud cheer finally erupted throughout the hall.

"Great! That's well said!"

"Bah! That Cao Cao is truly shameless! All he does is steal other men's wives and even caused the death of his own son!"

"Brother, you are mistaken. People all say that young girls are good, but they don't know that married women are the real treasure. Cao Cao is truly one of our kind!"

"Tsk tsk!"

"Men are all the same, none of them are any good!"

Upon seeing the murderous glares from the girls around him, the elegant young man's smile froze instantly.

"Please don't be offended, everyone. I was just joking with you."

"I swear I will never forgive that traitor Cao!"

"cut!"

The discussion was quite heated.

Someone called out to the old man, "Mr. Jiang, did Cao Cao actually die later on?"

"Not enough! It's just not enough!"

The old man picked up his teacup, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then stroked his beard and laughed, "I won't talk anymore. I'm getting old, and I almost couldn't catch my breath."

"Ugh, this is boring!"

"Mr. Jiang, we'll come back to listen again tomorrow!"

Upon hearing the old man's reply, the guests at the tea table rose and left one after another.

"Would you like to come tomorrow?"

"I might not even be alive tomorrow."

Watching the departing crowd, the old man smiled and murmured to himself, but there was a hint of dazedness in his eyes.

His name is Jiang Yuan, and he will be seventy years old today.

In ancient times, it was very difficult for people to live past seventy years old, so he was considered to have lived a long life.

Having just transmigrated to this world, Jiang Yuan thought that with his modern knowledge, he could at least achieve great things, if not become a marquis or a general.

But little did they know, this was a chaotic world where martial prowess reigned supreme.

The dynasty was in turmoil, warlords rose up everywhere, and the people suffered greatly.

Lacking family background and martial arts skills, he could only try to survive, working as a fisherman, carrying salt, selling herbs, and wandering from place to place.

Over the years, he has endured all kinds of hardships and done all kinds of jobs.

But looking back on my life.

A life of mediocrity, years wasted, only fleshy thighs growing, old age approaching.

The word "fuck" has been a constant throughout my life!

The only fortunate thing was that in his later years, when he was desperate and almost reduced to begging on the streets, he met a beautiful and kind woman, who was the owner of this teahouse.

After that, he began telling stories here, adding to the lively atmosphere of the teahouse.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will most likely spend the rest of his life in this small teahouse.

Especially in the last few days, he felt extremely tired, both physically and mentally. Scenes of playing and having fun as a child often flashed before his eyes, like a revolving lantern of his life.

I reckon I'll be old and dying soon.

Just as Jiang Yuan was in a daze, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier—

A line of golden text suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Lifespan exhausted, destiny reforged!]

【Activate the Longevity Scroll】

[The Scroll of Immortality: As you age, you can gradually unlock the Scroll of Immortality and gain endless opportunities!]

[Having survived to the age of seventy, I unlocked the first volume and obtained the title "Late Bloomer"!]

[Late Bloomer: You have accumulated your strength and now unleash its full potential. Your physical attributes have recovered to their optimal age, and your body has been tempered to the ninth level of Body Tempering. Your cultivation speed is equivalent to a multiple of your actual age!]

[Received bonus: Beginner-level martial arts technique "Eternal Spring Skill"]

Jiang Yuan was stunned.

Life has come to an end, but destiny is being reforged?

Does that mean I've lived a second life?

It even awakened a cheat ability?

Is it not a hallucination?

Holy crap!!!

In an instant, Jiang Yuan's aged face flushed red, and his hands trembled with excitement.

It's here! It's finally here!!

He had been waiting for this day for far too long!

As the words appeared, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt his hunched back straighten up, his cloudy eyes become clear and bright again, and his whole body become radiant!

Nine levels of body tempering!

My physical body has actually reached the ninth level of Body Tempering!

The ninth level of body tempering is a stage in a martial artist's training of their physical body.

This stage is the most difficult to endure. Unless one has the resources of a large family to nurture them, ordinary people can only reach the ninth level of foundation by tempering their physical body over time. It takes as little as seven or eight years, or as long as several decades, and many people cannot get through it in their entire lives.

Once one has passed the nine levels of body tempering, a martial artist can condense true qi and embark on the path of cultivation.

Jiang Yuan had tested his own aptitude. With his martial arts talent and resources, he could only reach the fourth or fifth level of Body Tempering by the age of forty.

After that, my body started to decline.

A life dedicated to the path of martial arts.

But now, at the age of seventy, he has miraculously come back to life.

Who would believe that if I told them?

At the same time, an attribute panel appeared in front of him.

Name: Jiang Yuan

Age: 70

[Realm: Ninth Level of Body Tempering]

[Technique: Everlasting Spring Technique (Not practiced)]

[Martial Arts Skills: None]

[Destiny: Late Bloomer]

[Next volume to be released in two months]

Feeling everything that was happening to him, Jiang Yuan almost burst into tears.

This cheat code is perfect for him.

The older you get, the stronger you become; you'll eventually be invincible!

"Mr. Jiang, what's wrong?"

At this moment, a gentle and pleasant voice rang out, pulling Jiang Yuan back to his senses.

Upon closer inspection, it was Mei Lan, the owner of the teahouse.

This woman was in her early twenties. Although she was dressed simply, she was extremely beautiful and the kind of woman whose beauty grew on you.

If she dressed up carefully, she would surely be a renowned beauty in Jiangning City.

"It's nothing, I'm sorry to have worried you, shopkeeper."

Jiang Yuan smiled faintly and turned to leave.

"Hey, Mr. Li, wait a minute!"

Mei Lan called out to Jiang Yuan, seemingly finding it difficult to speak.

"Is there anything else, shopkeeper?" Jiang Yuan asked, puzzled.

"Mr. Li, many more people in distress have come to the refugee alley these past two days. I've been quite busy lately, could you please go with Ma Shan to distribute porridge to them?"

Mei Lan smiled, seemingly a little embarrassed.

During the Great Yu Dynasty, the north was plagued by endless wars, and the people were displaced. Many fled all the way to the south in order to survive.

This includes Jiang Yuan from back then.

She often goes to give porridge to newly arrived refugees, but she has been too busy lately.

She knew that Jiang Yuan was not in good health. At his age, he had insisted on reading all morning and should be thirsty and resting. Instead, she was troubling him to do the work.

But she couldn't bear to see those displaced people suffer.

"Alright, leave this to me."

Jiang Yuan readily agreed.

"Very good!"

Mei Lan's pretty face lit up with joy, and she said, "Mr. Jiang, you are such a kind person! Today is your 70th birthday, I'll make you longevity noodles tonight!"

"You're too kind, shopkeeper."

Jiang Yuan had a kind face. "The shopkeeper is a truly benevolent person, like a celestial being. I am already extremely grateful that you have given me a meal. Why bother with all this trouble?"

"No, we absolutely must have it!"

Mei Lan's expression turned serious. "In my heart, you are my elder."

Looking at the woman's behavior, Jiang Yuan felt quite emotional.

The shopkeeper is truly beautiful inside and out.

Unfortunately, in this chaotic world, without sufficient ability, kindness may not be a good thing.

Even among the waiters in teahouses, there are plenty of heartless and treacherous individuals...

Previously, he was powerless and could only turn a blind eye.

But starting today, perhaps everything will be different.

Because he's going to start practicing martial arts!