"Self-cultivation card?"
Night Sky Sect held a card in his hand and looked at the young man on the card. This young man's appearance was 70 - 80% similar to Night Sky Sect's, but unlike Night Sky Sect's ordinary appearance, this image was very handsome. The young man was tall and muscular. One could tell at a glance that he contained powerful strength.
"This is the image that the self-cultivation card gives me. What's so special about him?”Night Sky Sect asked.
"This self-cultivation card will completely transform your body within twenty-four hours. Your muscles will reach the limits of the human body, and you will enter the extraordinary realm just a little bit more.”the system replied.
"Will the change be too big and turn me into another person?”the Night Sky Sect said worriedly.
"No, the Slimming Card is designed completely according to your image, making your image more popular with the opposite sex. It's 80% similar to your original appearance. If you don't believe me, you can compare it with a mirror.”
"Alright."
In the end, the Night Sky Sect was still worried. He took the card to the bathroom and compared himself in the mirror with the young man on the self-cultivation card. He really did look very similar. It was still the same face, as if he had only made some simple modifications. However, what was strange was that such a simple modification had turned an ordinary young man into an extremely handsome young man.
"I'll use this self-cultivation card." The Night Sky Sect was very satisfied with this image, so he stuck the Cultivation Card on his body. The Cultivation Card immediately turned into a black light and entered his body. Soon, a warm current flowed through his body, making him feel very warm and comfortable. The fatigue in his body disappeared without a trace, and he felt as if he was floating in the air.
Night Heavenly Sect lazily stretched out his arms. He actually felt sleepy, so he took off his clothes and lay down to sleep.
The next day, he slept until dawn. When he woke up, he still felt the warm current flowing through his body, transforming it.
Night Heavenly Sect clenched his fist. He could clearly feel the strength in his arm increase by a lot. He excitedly punched the table, and with a crack, a few cracks appeared on the table.
The Night Sky Sect was dumbfounded. Wasn't this too exaggerated? Was the limit of mortals that strong? Or was this table too useless?
At this moment, the system's voice sounded in his mind."The limit of a mortal's arm strength can reach more than 1,000 jin. Your attack just now was already 500 - 600 jin. Of course, an ordinary table like yours can't withstand it.”
"He's actually so strong!" Night Sky Sect sighed." Then what realm is beyond mortals?”
"Transcendent. However, no matter how powerful the power of a Transcendent is, it cannot compare to the power of magic. The host is a devil, and in the future, you will be practicing magic.”
Night Sky Zong nodded. He remembered his wish to help Yang Ying become a big star. As long as Yang Ying became a star and was adored by her fans, the emotional energy of the fans would be converted into magic points. In other words, the more famous Yang Ying became, the more magic points he would absorb.
How should he help Yang Ying become a big star?
He recalled the entertainment novels he had read in his previous life. The way to become a star was usually to write songs, novels, and movies. Most of the works from his previous life did not appear in this world, but the problem was that he, a transmigrator, was not familiar with those works. For example, Yang Ying was a girl, and Night Sky Sect only remembered a few songs that were suitable for her. However, he was not a professional and could not write the song score, and it was the same for those novels and movies. Fortunately, the novels, movies, and songs he read in his previous life were all available in the Devil's Shop. As long as he had enough magic points, he could buy them. The problem now was that he had no more magic points.
Where could he earn magic points?
He began to think about how to earn magic points. When did this person sell his soul? That was when people were at their most desperate. Which place had the most people in despair? The hospital, of course.
"To the hospital!"
After the Night Heavenly Sect finished his breakfast, he immediately took a taxi to a large hospital. This hospital was called Jianghai Hospital, the largest hospital in Jianghai City. There were tens of thousands of patients coming in and out every day, and there were more than a thousand hospitalized patients, many of whom were terminally ill.
The Night Heavenly Sect came to an empty corner of the hospital. With a thought, his black clothes changed into a large white coat. He wore a white mask on his face, giving him the image of a doctor.
He put his hands into the pockets of his white coat and slowly walked into the hospital's seriously ill area. Enduring the pungent smell of medicine, he walked through the wards one by one. Most of the wards were not single rooms and there were three to five patients. It was not easy for him to do it.
After searching for a few minutes, he finally found a target.
This was a high-class ward, and there was a delicate young girl lying on the bed. Her eyes were closed, and her face was pale. Her head should have been shiny black hair, but now it was smooth. This was a patient with terminal cancer. She was tortured by chemotherapy until she was almost inhuman.
A rather handsome middle-aged man was sitting beside the hospital bed. His hands were tightly holding the girl's weak little hands. His eyes were filled with reluctance and grief. He had always thought that nothing in the world could stump him, but he was troubled by his daughter's illness. He had sought help from many medical masters, but those masters shook their heads regretfully and asked him to accept his grief. He had also looked for people with special abilities, but in the end, he found that most of these people were liars. Even those with special abilities could not do anything to his daughter's body.
Looking at his daughter, who was almost out of shape due to the illness, the middle-aged man looked up at the sky and sighed."God, why are you torturing my daughter like this? If you can make her better, I'm willing to pay any price!”
"Are you really willing to pay any price, even your soul?”Suddenly, a voice rang out in the room.
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