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Loan-Wielding Martial Saint

 



Zheng Jun transmigrated into the Great Zhou Dynasty. As a mere constable in a county town, he survived by licking blood off the edge of a blade—just trying to make ends meet. Though the Great Zhou appeared prosperous, like flames boiling oil or flowers blooming on brocade, in truth, it was a powder keg waiting to explode, a bird's nest built on a curtain rod. Beneath this so-called golden age of peace and prosperity, demons ran rampant, and ghosts wreaked havoc. In this perilous dynasty where life and death hang by a thread, Zheng Jun wanted nothing more than a peaceful life—train in martial arts, raise a family. Fortunately, within his dantian and qi sea resided the Dao Martial Codex, which allowed him to borrow the fruits of future mastery and instantly acquire consummate martial skills. No matter how rare or profound the martial arts technique, he could comprehend it the moment he obtained it. What does it mean to wield a power that isn't mine? I'm simply enjoying the result first and paying back the cultivation cost later. Thus, a daring idea took root in Zheng Jun’s mind: “If that's the case... why don’t I pretend to be a heaven-blessed genius, scam some cultivation resources, and use loans to feed loans?” And just like that—with a single thought, the world opened up! From that day on, a monstrous prodigy with heaven-defying talent emerged in the world! To others, no matter how deep or esoteric the martial techniques, Zheng Jun could comprehend them overnight. No matter how profound the insights or mysteries, Zheng Jun would grasp them in the blink of an eye! “Zheng Jun’s comprehension is unrivaled—truly the greatest martial cultivator in ten thousand years!” “Among this generation’s prodigies, none can compare!” “...” Years later, now clad in imperial robes and burdened with the title of Ten-Thousand-Year Martial First, Zheng Jun secretly fell into endless suffering—madly cultivating to repay the loans of his stolen powers. “Just one more divine technique loan... and I’ll shatter the void!” A supreme prodigy? A mortal martial sage? No—he is the Supreme Loan Prodigy, the Loan-Wielding Martial Saint!

Index.

Chapter 1: The Life of a Constable

Chapter 4: Fist Power: The Ladder to Real Power!

Chapter 5.1: Derived Traits: Blade Mastery, Solidified!

Chapter 5.2: Derived Traits: Blade Mastery, Solidified!

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