Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

By the afternoon of the second day, everything had been packed up, and the potatoes and peppers that had been brought back had been delivered to each household.

Li Xingzhi sat in the courtyard, holding a small knife, carving several vertical and horizontal lines on a uniform rectangular wooden board. In the very center, he carved the words "Chu River" and "Han Border" in large characters. Several round, disc-shaped chess pieces had already been placed beside him.

That's right, he's preparing to make a chess set.

The origin of Chinese chess is a subject of much debate, ranging from the ancient Yellow Emperor era to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Even more absurd is the claim that China did not have elephants, and that India was the country that produced elephants, therefore, Chinese chess originated in India!

Li Xingzhi didn't know when chess actually appeared, but he hadn't seen chess since he arrived in the Tang Dynasty.

Go has too many variations; with his intelligence, he still prefers playing chess, which is a real, hard-fought game.

Although he started playing chess when he was five or six years old, he was still a terrible chess player before he transmigrated! But that didn't stop him from loving chess.

Meanwhile, in the backyard of a large mansion in the city, a strangely dressed old woman stood on a platform covered with various banners, performing a shamanic dance while chanting incantations that grew faster and faster. The people around her felt dizzy and as if they were about to collapse at any moment!

A middle-aged man stood to one side, occasionally frowning as he looked at the sorceress in the middle, seemingly lost in thought.

Suddenly, the sorceress's voice became shrill and high-pitched, and even though the people had plugged their ears, they couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in their heads!

If they got closer and looked closely, they would find that the madwoman's eyes had turned as black as ink at that moment, as if she wanted to suck people in! Those colorless eyes seemed to pierce through time and space, looking at some unknown place in the vast world!

Suddenly, as if cloth had been torn, the sound stopped abruptly with a "rip!"

The middle-aged man in charge looked up at the stage—at this moment, the old woman had stopped dancing and chanting, and her hands were drawing some strange runes in the air. The first scarecrow standing next to her spontaneously combusted without fire!

Once the scarecrow was ablaze, the same thing happened again, and another scarecrow next to it was also set ablaze.

At this moment, the old woman stopped to rest, and her face looked much older, with her hair instantly turning much whiter! It seemed that ten years had passed in the blink of an eye for her!

"puff!"

Just when everyone thought they had succeeded, the second scarecrow suddenly exploded, leaving only a single strand of hair fluttering in the air. Before long, it turned to ashes in the wind!

The sorceress's face changed drastically, and she spat out a mouthful of dark red blood!

"We've suffered a huge loss this time. You'd better pray for yourselves!" A sharp, grating voice, like the scraping of steel, came from the old woman's mouth, making people extremely uncomfortable! As she spoke, a chilling laugh also came from her mouth, as if countless wronged ghosts and evil spirits were wailing!

The old woman's face was deeply lined, her body seemed to be about to collapse, and her hair had turned completely white, without a trace of luster! If you added the trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, she looked just like an old witch who had just sucked someone's blood!

Those around them couldn't help but turn their heads away when they saw the strange old woman.

The old woman left, leaving only the middle-aged man standing there, his face ashen and his body trembling. The people around him quietly withdrew...

Li Xingzhi was engrossed in sketching the chessboard.

"boom!"

Almost simultaneously, his hand trembled! He slashed diagonally with a single cut! The chessboard, which had been neatly arranged in rows and columns, suddenly became chaotic.

Upon hearing the sound, Li Xingzhi was about to look to the side when suddenly his head went blank, and countless fantasies flashed before his eyes, as if thousands of stunningly beautiful women dressed in thin gauze were dancing for him! He was almost mesmerized by the sight!

At the critical moment, a chill rushed into his brain from between his eyebrows, making him shiver and come back to his senses.

Before I could even react, I seemed to hear the shouts of the crowd again.

He looked down and saw thousands upon thousands of people kneeling and bowing before him, all shouting "Sage!" He looked at himself and saw that he was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe! A strange sense of satisfaction seemed to well up in his heart, and as he looked around, a sense of pride that the world was in his hands spread from his heart!

Before Li Xingzhi could fully appreciate the exhilaration and satisfaction of having everything in the world at his fingertips, his head suddenly throbbed as if struck by a heavy hammer!

He opened his eyes and realized that he was still in the courtyard, but the carving knife in his hand had fallen to the ground at some point!

Just as he was about to stand up, he noticed a metallic taste in his mouth. He wiped his lips and found a trace of scarlet blood!

He felt dizzy and his throat was burning. He also felt a stinging pain in his eyes, ears and nose. He reached out and wiped his nose, the corners of his eyes and the sides of his ears, but to his horror, he found that he could wipe out bright red and foul-smelling blood!

Turning to the side, I saw that Erlang had already collapsed and was unconscious!

Li Xingzhi could no longer care about anything else! His trembling hand reached towards Erlang's nostrils, and he was still breathing! Only then did he feel slightly relieved. However, seeing Erlang's increasingly pale face, he couldn't help but panic.

He still didn't know what had happened, and his mind was in complete chaos! So, disregarding everything else, he picked up Erlang, channeled his inner strength, and rushed towards the Li family!

As I ran, the wind blew and my head cleared up a bit. Thinking about what had happened, a thought flashed through my mind: Could it be that witchcraft was harming people?

As he thought this, he became more and more certain in his heart!

After all, the legendary event of time travel happened to him, so what about the other things? They might not just be fabrications by later generations!

Thinking about this made me even more panicked.

He was just a lucky kid who transmigrated with a cheat code. Although he had cultivated for quite some time, he was still that little otaku! What could you expect from someone who had always had a smooth life, when suddenly faced with this situation? Besides panicking, what else could you do?

Li Xingzhi knew nothing about witchcraft! He only knew that it was absolutely top-notch when it came to harming people! The system did have a lot of information about poisons and gu, but he had never seen anything about cursing people.

For the first time, he realized that the system he had always relied on was not omnipotent! That thing might be able to protect him, but what about the people around him?

The martial arts system simply made his cultivation path smoother!

The path of cultivation still requires him to walk it step by step on his own. Like everyone else, he will encounter bottlenecks and inner demons! As for those medicines that increase one's power—the more Li Xingzhi understands about the path of cultivation, the more he fears them like wolves and tigers!

He carried Erlang and ran frantically towards the city, cursing himself inwardly—he had the system's help, yet he hadn't made good use of it, and hadn't even learned a single skill of lightness technique! At that moment, he wished he could fly into the city!

If he hadn't been holding Erlang, he would have slapped himself a few times!

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The first chapter, totaling over two thousand words, is presented here!

Next, I'll rant a little—

I applied for a contract for the second time a few days ago, but I haven't received a reply yet. I don't know if I'll ever get one; maybe it's been forgotten somewhere.

Feeling down...

I've heard from others that 3,000 favorites isn't a small number; many books go public with 6,000 or 7,000 favorites. Am I really that unlucky? Or do those big names think I'm doomed and won't even give me a chance to flop?

In the past two days, the number of favorites has increased by more than ten after I post an article, then it keeps rising and falling, and finally returns to around ten. It makes my heart jump and I do the bunny dance!

Still feeling down...

To find some comfort, I checked the recommendations again; they had increased by more than ten in a day, which gave me a small thrill.

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I feel like I've always been a failure, like I've never accomplished anything. Even though I barely got into university, my life hasn't changed, or rather, it's gotten worse.

So, I came here to write online novels, trying my best to stick with something and finish it! I don't know how long I can keep going—many times, I just want to stay in bed and not come out. But, I think, if I can't even stick with this, what should I do?

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This book is nearly 200,000 words long, and there are many things I'm unsure about. I wanted to write it in the typical historical fiction style, but other ideas keep popping up.

I kept weighing the options in my mind, afraid that I might inadvertently scare away the friends who were still watching me.

However, the road ahead must continue, and the book must continue to be written. Therefore, I have to make some choices, and I don't know if you will like them.

Finally, thank you to all my friends who are still following me. Thank you for your continued support!