It had been a few days of nothing but thinking and figuring out what to do and how to do it. The rudiments of a plan he made leaning on the wall were good. But not good enough. Just barely more than nascent thoughts. Applying them in a way that actually helped them remained an issue.

Yin Hu sat with his legs crossed on the front porch of the house. Low and without any stairs. Just a small step from the ground itself. A soft cushion from his inventory under him to help his meditative thoughts.

It helped him relax and almost fall asleep.

His rice bag sat in his lap. Yin Hu was going through it again. It was finally time to bring action to his many thoughts and ideas. He allowed his senses to enter the spacial pocket. The most cultivator thing he could accomplish so far in his current existence.

For the first time in what felt like a hundred millennia, it probably was, he went through all the manuscripts and cultivation techniques. Thousands upon thousands of elite scrolls that were sitting there. Unused and untouched.

It didn't matter how many he had learned. He got nothing from them other than a notification that it had been assimilated into the system. It had been painful to remember them before. Now they were worth it. He didn't need to throw the fire tornado, but rather teach someone to throw fire tornados with impunity.

He prodded the first low level cultivation manual he found. A vision appeared in his mind. Vivid and concise. Every bit of information he would need to excel at the forms and abilities provided in such a low level manual. He could speed up and slow down the vision. Repeat and track back as many times as he wanted. Zoom in and out.

A perfect course that made it impossible to mess up. Unless you were an elite dunce.

Yin Hu received the dreaded system notification. It hurt his chest just to see it. Like someone was sitting on his lungs. Making it hard to breathe.

Do you wish to assimilate 'Fire Snake Cultivation'?

Yes -

No -

This was the crux of his issues.

He frowned, trying to hide his tense jaws. Lucky he had such a massive beard to cover up his face. The system forcefully assimilated them as soon as he started studying them with intent. Anything more than a cursory glance was taken in and absorbed by it.

It made sense. If the system was unlocked, it would have been a large cheat to learn complex manuals in mere days what would have taken decades or centuries. Said system was an issue as long as he did not have access. Preventing him from calling upon the action and sequences of the techniques.

Even if he knew everything to know about it.

Yin Hu was not sure why he couldn't do anything with it. He guessed it had something to do with how the system itself was designed to work. Making its life purpose to disappoint him.

Not that he had ever attempted to learn or practice the Fire Snake Cultivation manual. He recalled it had arrived right after he gave up on learning any of them properly. At the very start of his kung fu days. Creating his own techniques and style had been mortifying. But necessity demanded it.

He let out a deep breath.

This was a test to make sure his current understanding of the system was accurate. Everything hinged on this moment. At least his current plans did.

You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.

No access to use it myself, but I have all the knowledge about it. Perfect to teach the girls with. And hopefully a few thousand more nukes.

Yin Hu mentally pressed 'yes'. He grit his teeth expecting the pain that came with assimilation. A headache appeared all over his head then vanished a few seconds later. Unexpectedly. He was caught off guard with how easy it arrived and went. Not the torture it had been. His memory had made this out to be one of the worst experiences he faced during his time on the island.

He let out a relieved laugh. Just as he expected. Information flooded his mind. Everything that had been written and hinted at within the Fire Snake Cultivation appeared where it had not been before. A deep understanding beyond just learning it. As though he had created the manual and cultivation technique himself.

By all means, he was a master at it now. If only he could use it.

Jun perked up. She had been sweeping at one corner of the garden. He had no clue why she was cleaning the patch of dirt there, but if it made her happy then who was he to ask. She put in effort to make sure the place looked presentable. Good even.

Some of those things ended up being very weird. Like wiping down the outer walls facing out towards the streets and alleyways. All days of the week. Not that it helped such a beaten down place. If anything, it made the stark contrast of holes and rickety walls that much more obvious.

Hu Jun does look like the type to cultivate a snake made of fire manual.

It didn't surprise him that there were manuals that focused entirely on animals as their central core. Or that a snake made of flames existed. Somewhere out in the wilds. In an applicable habitat. Or that a lot of the scrolls he carried were element focused.

Fire, wind, water, earth, and a lot more esoteric or distantly related elements and objects.

Oceans. Volcanos. Clouds. Swords.

Yin Hu put it away. He had far better options available to him in every possible metric. It would only limit him and his subordinates. Best he shot for the moon. Target options that would provide them with better results in less time.

Unlike many of the other cultivation manuals Fire Snake Cultivation ended with its current rank. There were no advancements. Once you perfected it, you would reach a bottle cap and would be required to forge a brand new path. Yin Hu couldn't cultivate. Not like the girls would have to. That type of struggle would be beyond his understanding, forcing him to only speak what he knew in detail.

If he couldn't advance them properly through multiple stages up to the top in a set path, then they were destined to be doomed. Bullshitting didn't usually end up working.

Lucky once or twice before catastrophe hit them.

It also meant he had to begin understanding the girls better. Get their personalities. Their most applicable attributes and the rank of their spiritual roots. Many items had given him explicit detail. Clear on what requirements were required to use them. Some were impossible. Others anyone could use.

Again Fire Snake Cultivation was a low leveled manual. The majority of fire aligned spiritual roots could safely cultivate it without much issue. Good for beginner sects. Not nuke creating sects like his Hu Clan.

Once he understood where they stood he could improve them sufficiently. Spiritual Root Cleansers, Spiritual Root Advancement, Qi Core Purification, and a hundred other pills, salves, medicine baths, and washes.

Body cultivation techniques. Spiritual Beast Cores they could assimilate.

His eyes drifted towards Hu Shui. She was knocked out asleep in a bunch of blankets he had given her. Wrapped like a cocoon around her. Soft, massive, and worth the entire town put together. Individually. Three for her, three for Jun, and the rest they would never touch because they were his.

They were the softest, most perfect sleep inducing things he had ever experienced. Better than an exhausting day of working out. Falling face first into bed. They were designed to be the best possible covers. Period.

Yin Hu pulled out a murky, gray orb from his pouch. It swirled like thick molasses held in stasis. Some force kept it churning without any prompting from the outside world. He could feel the freezing cold of its glass surface. Even for his enhanced body.

He would need to be careful with Hu Shui lest it hurt her. Hu Jun shouldn't have an issue.

Being a cultivator and all that.

"Jun!" He shouted.

She stopped her sweeping of a patch of grass. Turned and looked at him with a questioning gaze.

"Come here," He gestured her to come over, patting the spot next to him. "I have inquiries and questions."

Jun leaned the broom on the closest wall. Then hurried to his side. Yin Hu summoned a cushion similar to his, but less effective. He couldn't have her falling asleep in meditation the moment she sat on it after all. He needed her awake to figure this stuff out.

"Sit."

She blinked at him. "O-On this…?"

"Where else?" Yin Hu blinked back at her. Doing his best to hide his confusion.

"But that's—" she cut herself off. Thinking better of what she was about to say. "Okay. I'll sit."

These girls must be more traumatized than I thought. Even sitting on a basic cushion is hard for them.

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