My Checkpoint System Turned Me Into The Godfather of Humanity

Golden Nine Turns

Chu He held the gold and purple manual he had retrieved from the System Space. He could not put it down.

“Golden Nine Turns”

He was really excited.

This was exactly what was often described in novels—an ability for one’s body and soul to be immortalized.

Chu He could not wait any longer and immediately began learning.

The manual awarded to him by the system’s checkpoint had one advantage—he did not have to read to understand every word to study it. All he needed to do to learn it was to place the golden secret manual between his eyes.

So, Chu He placed the secret manual on his forehead, and the next instant, the manual transformed into a bright gold and purple light that immediately passed through the space between Chu He’s eyes. A surge of information enveloped his mind.

Chu He closed his eyes, savoring the experience.

He opened his eyes some time later.

He had digested the basic contents of the Golden Nine Turns and was no longer ignorant about cultivation.

He experienced no change within him, but that was simply because he had not started cultivating.

Once he had checked-in enough to obtain resources and the necessary conditions, he would start cultivating, and before long, he would excel.

Chu He was not in much of a hurry.

He was now just an odd-jobber who was in charge of sweeping. There was nothing dangerous about it and it was a relaxing environment. He had plenty of time to take things slowly.

Besides, he had decided to stay at the book depository from now on to enhance his abilities. There was no need to go anywhere for no reason. Eventually, he would make a name for himself.

Chu He started cleaning up after this.

This was, after all, his job.

He began looking for books from the bookcases to read after he was done cleaning.

Even though he had retained none of the memories of the body’s original owner after transmigrating, after learning the Golden Nine Turns he had no problem understanding the words here.

The words used for the Golden Nine Turns were the same as this world.

Suddenly.

A book caught Chu He’s attention.

“The Strange Memoirs of the Great Wasteland”

He picked it up and flipped through the pages.

“What the hell, the Great Wasteland is ridiculously dangerous.”

He was initially in awe that the people of this world knew how to cultivate martial arts skills.

Little did he expect to discover that Humans were only in the middle of the food chain in the vast Great Wasteland. Well, at the very least Xia Kingdom was that way.

There were numerous species in the Great Wasteland.

From number one to nine.

That was the way the different clans were classified.

The first level was the lowest while the ninth level was the highest.

As for the Xia clan, they were at the third level.

A lowly tier with no hope of moving up.

There were still many different clans in the Great Wasteland that could sh*t on the head of the Xia clan if they pleased.

The level of each clan was determined by the most powerful member in the clan.

This was a world where a single powerhouse could lift the bottom-feeding clans to limitless heights.

The combat effectiveness of the powerhouses was unparalleled.

One punch was able to exterminate a clan, one kick could suppress heaven and earth.

This was quite common in the Great Wasteland.

It was considerably more manageable in the lower realms as anything could happen during combat. Some skirmishes could even be won by the sheer number of combatants.

In the higher realms, however, the wider the difference of the combat effectiveness between both parties, the lower there was for the possibility of shifting the balance. A large number of combatants would not make a difference unless it was a fight that involved combatants of the same level.

“This means that I would need to be consistently strong. I must never allow myself to slack off.”

Chu He mumbled to himself.

The information in the manual made him more determined to ensure he would not waver in this aspect.

This was a world where a martial artist could become gods, destroying the heavens with a wave of the hand.

He made the decision to never step out from where he was until he had fully cultivated the Golden Nine Turns.

If he acted like those main characters in novels who went off to explore the world right after obtaining a little power, there was a chance he would be snuffed out by some big boss who did not like the way he looked.

He had Goldfinger and the checkpoint system. By right, he should be able to hold his own.

The next day.

Chu He woke up quite early and went to the book depository. The first thing he did was check-in.

“Ding, the Host has successfully checked-in and is rewarded with a bottle of Body Forging Pills.”

The system’s notification appeared on the panel.

A bottle of pills appeared in the System Space at the same time.

He took it and tipped out a pill.

It was the size of a soybean and was pure white. It emanated a fragrant scent of herbs.

Chu He activated his will.

He checked the introduction of the Body Forging Pill.

It was used to forge cultivation and suited his needs well.

Chu He was overjoyed.

He was given whatever he needed. The system was truly considerate toward him; it knew that he was lacking the basic resources for cultivation.

He was just a sweeper in the Lin family and his daily meals were measly and basic. It was not enough to aid him with cultivation.

Things would be different with the Body Forging Pill.

There were twenty pills in a bottle—enough to supply him for cultivation for quite a while.

Chu He walked to a hidden spot within the book depository and took off his shirt. He swallowed a pill and got into the stance for cultivating the Golden Nine Turns, and began his cultivation.

The Body Forging Pill melted upon consumption and instantly circulated within his body according to the Golden Nine Turns as it flowed through every internal corner of his body.

Instantly, his body was visibly boiling. It was like he had been placed in a steamer as wisps of steam began wafting around him

He had to admit that the effect of the Body Forging Pill was excellent; it was very compatible with the Golden Nine Turns.

His muscles and bones creaked and groaned like muffled thundering. The muscles on his body began to firm up slowly.

The medicinal effect was cultivated very quickly.

Chu He resumed his normal position and exhaled a fog of white breath.

He could feel the strength within his muscles and a smile appeared on his face.

“The Golden Nine Turns, First Level of the First Turn.”

The pills were certainly effective.

If not for those pills, it would be extremely difficult for him to even try cultivating this skill even if he practiced painstakingly.

Chu He focused on cleaning up once he was done with cultivation.

He was just about halfway done when someone entered to get a book.

It was a few youngsters.

Those should be the young masters of the Lin mansion.

They went directly for the memoirs of Xia Nation’s pugilistic swordsmen and soon got engrossed in the stories. At times, they would begin discussing the stories but no one gave any trouble to a little odd-jobber like Chu He.

Two hours passed before the few young masters put down the books rather grudgingly and left. They still had martial arts classes to attend.

Chu He, who had already given a simple clean-up to other areas, walked over and tidied up the place the youngsters had hung out before closing the door. He went to a remote corner and swallowed another pill to begin cultivating.