System:The More I Kill, the Stronger I Get

After a long time, Oliver Sheng awoke, a glimmer of age and wisdom flickering in his eyes, as if he had experienced centuries of Daoist enlightenment.

Five hundred kill points had saved him over a decade of Daoist comprehension.

Simultaneously, his body began to generate magical power.

Upon checking his realm, he found himself at the late stage of Nurture Qi, having leaped past the Refine Essence stage.

Given Oliver's initial Great Grandmaster level in Martial Arts, skipping the Refine Essence stage was effortless.

Seeing that he could still improve, Oliver continued to use his kill points to allocate further.

After consuming five thousand kill points, countless Daoist insights surged into Oliver's mind, immersing him once again in Daoist enlightenment.

When he awoke again, it was already the next morning.

In Oliver's eyes, Daoist principles flowed, Dao marks dissipated, and the magical power within him circulated, nourishing and strengthening his body alongside his blood and True Essence.

Name: Oliver Sheng

Race: Human

Realm: Initial Great Grandmaster, Foundation Building Perfection

Cultivation Methods: [Great Sun Heart Sutra (Small Accomplishment)] [Primeval Taoist Canon (Small Accomplishment)] [Visualize of Gods and Demons] [Flood Dragon Devouring Technique (Evolvable)] [Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Great Accomplishment) (Evolvable)] [Overlord Spear Technique (Small Accomplishment)]

Strength: 198,000 pounds

Talent: Super Archer

Kill Points: 818

Store:

Inventory: (Millennium Ginseng: 6, Millennium Lingzhi: 13, Five-Hundred-Year Fallopia Multiflora: 10, Polygonatum...)

Achieving Foundation Building Perfection in one night of cultivation would shock countless Daoists.

Embarking on the path of Dao cultivation, Oliver now pursued both martial and Daoist paths.

Looking at the remaining 818 kill points, Oliver realized he had nearly exhausted his kill points.

Currently, at the initial Great Grandmaster level in Martial Arts, he was unafraid even when facing a Great Grandmaster at perfection. His five internal energies were complete, constantly strengthening his five viscera.

Once he advanced to Great Grandmaster perfection, with the Three Flowers atop his head, he could aim for Martial Saint.

The day of achieving greatness was not far off.

Satisfied with his training, Oliver stepped out of the barracks, gazing at the rising sun, welcoming another beautiful day.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

"One, two, one..."

In the barracks, soldiers were already training under their respective commanders.

Heavy-armored cavalry charged with weights, honing their bodies and depleting True Qi. Infantry trained in combat techniques, while light cavalry practiced archery on horseback.

Seeing his soldiers training diligently, Oliver felt gratified and in high spirits. In this world, he had finally carved out a place for himself.

"General!"

Seeing Oliver, the soldiers saluted.

"Train hard, and you will achieve great deeds and bring glory to your ancestors," Oliver encouraged with a smile.

"Yes, General!" the soldiers responded enthusiastically.

After inspecting the barracks, Oliver handed over the training of the heavy-armored cavalry to Chi Tiansheng.

Training his subordinates was now rarely something he needed to do personally.

Just after inspecting the barracks, a soldier on guard approached him.

"Report, General, there's another Taoist outside the barracks asking to see you," the soldier reported with some concern.

"What?"

"Another Taoist? So soon?" Oliver frowned.

People from the Kunlun Daoist Sect, arriving so quickly? They found him in less than a day?

"Let's go and see."

Oliver immediately headed outside the barracks. If it was a blessing, it wasn't a curse; if it was a curse, it couldn't be avoided.

At the barracks' entrance, Oliver saw an old Taoist in a dirty white robe, leaning against a pillar, sipping wine from a gourd, looking leisurely.

Seeing Oliver approach, a glint of gold flashed in Taoist Violet Sola's eyes, and he was secretly shocked.

Such terrifying blood energy, as restrained as a true dragon. This young man almost rivaled a Martial Saint in blood energy. How could someone so young have such terrifying cultivation?

With his eye technique, he could naturally see through Oliver's realm: initial Great Grandmaster in Martial Arts, Foundation Building Perfection in Dao cultivation.

No wonder Astral from the Kunlun Daoist Sect had died at his hands.

"Who are you from the Kunlun Daoist Sect, here for revenge?" Oliver asked warily, ready to strike at any moment.

This sloppy old Taoist felt far more formidable than Taoist Astral.

"Hehe, young general, I am not from the Kunlun Daoist Sect," Taoist Violet Sola chuckled.

"Not from the Kunlun Daoist Sect?" Oliver was skeptical. If this old Taoist wasn't from the Kunlun Daoist Sect, why was he here?

Had he stirred up a nest of Taoists these past few days?

"Infinite Heavenly Sovereign, I am Taoist Violet Sola from the Heavenly Sect. You can also call me the sloppy old Taoist," Taoist Violet Sola said, wiping the wine stains from his beard with his sleeve.

"Heavenly Sect Taoist?"

"May I ask what brings you here, Taoist Violet Sola?" Oliver asked, puzzled.

He had no dealings with the Heavenly Sect Taoists.

Heavenly Sect Taoists were usually aloof and detached from the mundane world. Why would one seek him out today?

Could it be because of the Visualize of Gods and Demons?

Or had someone noticed something unusual about him?

A hint of killing intent rose in Oliver's heart.

"Young general, put away your killing intent. I'm not here to cause trouble," Taoist Violet Sola said.

He had clearly sensed the flicker of killing intent in Oliver's eyes.

"Then why are you here, Taoist?" Oliver asked, his heart tightening. This old Taoist was indeed extraordinary.

"You have cultivated our Heavenly Sect's Supreme Divine Soul Method. I was curious to see what kind of talent could comprehend this Supreme Divine Soul Method," Taoist Violet Sola said leisurely.

The Heavenly Sect's Divine Soul cultivation secret, Visualize of Gods and Demons, wasn't something just anyone could comprehend and cultivate successfully.

Without insight, even possessing the Golden Book wouldn't help one comprehend the Visualize of Gods and Demons.

He looked at Oliver like a precious jade. So young, with profound martial cultivation, and had comprehended the Visualize of Gods and Demons. Such talent and wisdom made him consider inviting Oliver to join the Heavenly Sect.

"The Visualize of Gods and Demons is from the Heavenly Sect?" Oliver raised an eyebrow.

Unexpectedly, this Divine Soul cultivation method originated from the foremost Daoist Sect in the world.

"Naturally. Five hundred years ago, the Visualize of Gods and Demons was accidentally lost, causing our Heavenly Sect to lose this inheritance secret," Taoist Violet Sola said slowly, taking a sip of wine.

"Could someone have stolen the Visualize of Gods and Demons from the Heavenly Sect?" Oliver was skeptical.

"That's a secret of our Heavenly Sect, not something I can divulge to you," Taoist Violet Sola glanced at Oliver.

"So you're here to reclaim the Visualize of Gods and Demons?" Oliver stared at Taoist Violet Sola, seemingly ready to strike at any moment.

"Are you always so combative?" Taoist Violet Sola was speechless.

Seeing Oliver's readiness to fight, he thought to himself that these warriors were all hot-tempered.

"Our Heavenly Sect doesn't need to resort to force to reclaim the Visualize of Gods and Demons. If force were needed, it wouldn't be me coming," Taoist Violet Sola said, continuing to drink leisurely.

The wine in his gourd seemed endless.

"I heard you brewed an extraordinary wine. I wonder if I could have the honor of tasting it," Taoist Violet Sola said, seemingly unsatisfied with his current drink.

"Of course, but the finest wine is reserved for esteemed guests," Oliver said.

"Let's go, let's drink and chat," Taoist Violet Sola said with a grin.

Seeing that Taoist Violet Sola indeed bore no malice, Oliver decided not to act and led him into the barracks.

"Wang Zhan, fetch some Western Wind Blaze," Oliver ordered.

"Yes, General," Wang Zhan replied happily and ran off to get the wine.

Soon, Wang Zhan returned with five jars of Western Wind Blaze.

Oliver and Taoist Violet Sola sat facing each other.

"Please, Taoist Violet Sola," Oliver said.

"Hehe, let me taste this legendary wine," Taoist Violet Sola eagerly opened a jar of Western Wind Blaze.

A rich aroma filled the air, and Taoist Violet Sola took a deep breath, savoring it.

"Excellent wine!"

He immediately began drinking from the jar.

"Gulp, gulp!"

Soon, he finished a jar of Western Wind Blaze. Wang Zhan also opened a jar and started drinking.

Oliver, much more refined, poured the wine into a bowl and sipped it slowly.

"Excellent wine, truly excellent," Taoist Violet Sola couldn't help but praise.

"Indeed, our General's brew is a rare delicacy, sought after by many," Wang Zhan said.

Oliver smiled faintly. It was merely a matter of some purification techniques, easily captivating the wine lovers of this world.

"Young man, you're in for some trouble," Taoist Violet Sola said, looking at Oliver.

"Heh, it's just killing a Taoist from the Kunlun Daoist Sect," Oliver said dismissively.

"Don't be complacent. The Tianquan old Taoist from the Kunlun Daoist Sect is a half-step Yang Spirit realm expert.

He's extremely vindictive and small-minded. If he finds out about you, he might come after you with the Kunlun Daoist Sect's Daoist artifact," Taoist Violet Sola said seriously, seeing Oliver's indifference.

Oliver frowned, realizing the gravity of the situation.

"How powerful is a Daoist artifact?" Oliver couldn't help but ask.