Chapter 1 Jia Wei
It was the 15th day of May in the ninth year of Xuanwu in the Chen Han Dynasty.

Jiangning County, Yingtian Prefecture.

Under the hazy moonlight, a black shadow was running and moving on the eaves. He was as light as a swallow, and although his steps were extremely fast, no sound was made.

"Fulai Inn, Room No. 2, Hou Tonghai, known as the 'Three-Headed Dragon' in Jianghu."

Jia Wei silently recited the string of messages he received today and recalled the memories of his previous life.

"In The Legend of the Condor Heroes, although Hou Tonghai was a low-ranking fighter, Yin Zhiping and Lu Guanying were able to tie with him...

"Forget it, my current record is 7/0, which is too dangerous. I'd better be safe and don't waste time. Let's fight quickly and make it a quick victory!"

Jia Wei grew up in Jinling City, so he was naturally very familiar with the streets here. It didn't take long for him to find the Fulai Inn and the window of Room No. 2.

He hung upside down outside the window with his legs clamped against the eaves, and put his ear against the wall to listen carefully. From inside the house came a faint breathing sound, which was deep and powerful, and it was obvious that it was the sound of someone practicing martial arts.

"It should be right."

Jia Wei licked his index finger, poked a hole in the window screen with his clever strength, took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve, carefully inserted it into the hole, and slowly blew the poisonous smoke into the room.

After doing all this, Jia Wei climbed onto the roof again and lay flat on the eaves.

He counted the time while gazing at the vast starry sky.

"I've been in this world for so long that I almost forgot what a sky without stars looks like..."

About half a quarter of an hour later, there was a sudden noise in the room. Jia Wei jumped up, knowing that the person in the room had been awakened by the poison.

The poison he used was already quite good, and it would block most of the internal energy in the poisoned person. The disadvantage was that it was slow to take effect, and it also had color and smell.

Drugs like Ten Fragrance Soft Bone Powder and Beisu Qingfeng are useful, but they are also extremely precious and are not available on the market.

"Poison is a must-have for home, travel, and murder. My poison will be useless against an expert. I guess I need to upgrade my equipment in the future..."

While thinking, Jia Wei broke the window.

He kicked the window sill for leverage, and with a flash of cold light, a long sword suddenly stabbed out, pointing at the heart of the person in the house!
People in the martial arts world always carry weapons with them. Hou Tonghai also put his trident under his pillow when he slept. When he realized that he was poisoned, he held the trident in his hand.

Seeing the sharp edge of the sword, he thrust out a three-pronged fork to block the sword's path.

There was a loud clang, and the swords and forks collided, making a buzzing sound and continuous vibration. In the interlaced cold light, the two men had already exchanged three moves.

Hou Tonghai's internal strength was mostly sealed. After a few moves, he felt his wrists trembling. He was immediately anxious and shouted:

"Who is so insidious as to resort to such vile means as poisoning and sneak attack? Do you dare to tell me your name?"

Jia Wei turned a deaf ear to it. He fully learned from the experience that villains in movies and TV dramas die because of their talkativeness, and never said a single word when killing people.

The bright moonlight shone into the house through the broken window. Jia Wei looked closely and saw three tumors on the other person's forehead. The shape was very recognizable, which was also the origin of his nickname "Three-headed Dragon".

After confirming the identity, Jia Wei completely let go and stabbed with the sword again!
His attack surged like a tide, each move more fierce than the last. He was not careless at all because Hou Tonghai was poisoned.

Hou Tonghai found the right opportunity and stabbed out with his three-pronged fork, but was blocked by Jia Wei's sword.

Jia Wei reversed the hilt of the sword to catch the three-pronged fork, and his powerful internal force flowed up along the sword. The last bit of internal force in Hou Tonghai's body had been exhausted, and his weapon was immediately snatched away by Jia Wei.

Hou Tonghai gritted his teeth and used a vicious move to poke Jia Wei in the eyes. Jia Wei leaned back to avoid it, and then he took the opportunity to launch an even more obscene kick in the crotch!
"Ah!" Hou Tonghai was hit and screamed in pain. He asked in shock, "Why are you trying to kill me..."

The voices in the room suddenly stopped!

Jia Wei took advantage of the victory and pursued him, piercing his neck with a precise sword.

He drew his sword, and warm blood splashed all over him. Hou Tonghai rolled on the ground a few times and then became motionless.

The fight lasted only a few breaths, and Jia Wei didn't say a word.

"Even though you're poisoned, you can still fight me for a few moves? It seems that people who can make a name for themselves in the martial arts world are not simple." Jia Wei stabbed Hou Tonghai a few more times with the sword. Finishing off someone is always a good habit.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the door. Without stopping, he turned around and jumped out of the window, disappearing into the night.

The waiter kicked open the door, and the cool wind that blew in through the broken window made it impossible for him to open his eyes. When he looked closely, he saw a body lying on the ground with blood gushing out.

"Quick, report to the police!"

……

After Jia Wei simply dealt with the bloodstained clothes, he ran all the way until he saw a vermilion gate and a plaque with the words "Ningguo Mansion" in the distance, then he began to slow down.

He flew over a high wall, passed through the majestic halls and pavilions, and the lush and verdant gardens, before stopping in a small courtyard.

He pushed open the door of the main room and entered, quickly changed his clothes, and carefully checked again to make sure there were no mistakes. Then he got on the bed and sat cross-legged.

A light blue transparent panel appeared before my eyes:

[Hou Tonghai, also known as the "Three-Headed Dragon", although he is weak, he has committed countless evil deeds...]

[You have obtained Hou Tonghai's fifteen years of skills, please choose! ]

[1: Deduction of the technique]

[Two: Absorption. It is estimated that the internal energy can be absorbed for two and a half years.]

"Huh..." Jia Wei finally let out a long sigh, "After all, my whole night's work was not in vain."

He was originally a modern man who accidentally traveled to this complex martial arts world.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough not to be reborn as a refugee or even a servant. On the contrary, he was born into a good family.

Jia Wei, courtesy name Wenhe, was from the Jia family, one of the four major families in Jinling. He was the great-grandson of the Ningguo mansion and was raised in Jinling for some reason.

In that era, information was blocked, and his understanding of the outside world came from the Xue family's shopkeepers who traveled far and wide.

The world is extremely complex and full of crises.

The Chen Han Dynasty was in political chaos, with various martial arts sects entrenched in the country, and Mongolia, Liao, Jin and other countries eyeing the country covetously. The country was unstable and the country was in danger.

Not to mention the distant past, for example, the Jia family to which Jia Wei belongs will also be confiscated and fall into decline in the near future.

Born in a turbulent time, with ordinary aptitude and comprehension, there is really no bright future, and the road is full of twists and turns...

Fortunately, he accidentally opened the golden finger a few years ago, which gave him hope of rising.

Jia Wei looked at the panel. He was currently practicing some second- and third-rate skills, which had a limit. Even if he pushed the skills to the extreme, the improvement would not be significant.

So he chose to compress it into internal force for absorption.

Suddenly, a warm current emerged, sweeping through all the veins in his body.

[You have gained two and a half years of pure internal energy...]

After a moment, Jia Wei exhaled a breath and felt his body become lighter.

"It's so cool to cheat..."

"No, I am gifted. What's wrong with having a spirit after being reborn?
"I built the intelligence organization myself, and I killed people myself, so my cultivation to this point is all my own hard work, and has nothing to do with the panel."

"Yeah, that's it. Killing a little jerk took two and a half years of internal energy. Cultivation? What kind of cultivation is that? Just go to sleep!"

(End of this chapter)