He died like a joke.
Kneeling in the dirt, blood leaking from his broken jaw, cultivation shattered, dantian crushed. Around him, arrogant laughter echoed like mocking spirits from hell.
"You were always trash, Xiao Fan."
"Who let this dog crawl into the Heaven Ascension Sect?"
"Slap him again, Young Master Bai!"
SLAP!
A white-robed youth delivered a final palm to his face, sending a tooth flying into the dust.
That was how Xiao Fan died—like a clown in a sect full of gods.
But heaven… wasn't done with him yet.
[Ding! Binding "Slap Dao System"…]
[Rebooting Host: Xiao Fan]
He gasped awake.
The smell of cheap porridge. The familiar creak of the Outer Sect disciple hut. His old, patched robe that even beggars refused.
He sat up, eyes wide.
"This… this is my old trash bed?"
He ran outside, heart racing.
Outer Sect training ground. Bamboo forest. Disciples sparring.
Birds chirping like it's just another trash day.
Five years ago.
Before the betrayal.
Before the humiliation.
Before his face became a welcome mat for every young master's slap.
But not this time.
This time… he had the system.
[Ding! Welcome, Host.]
[You have been granted the Slap Dao System.]
> Slap Trash – Gain EXP
Slap Arrogant Young Masters – Bonus EXP + Reputation
Slap Beauties – ??? (Warning: May cause love, obsession, or death)
Xiao Fan blinked.
"…I have a system that makes me stronger by slapping people?"
[Correct.]
He looked at his hand.
It trembled—not with fear, but destiny.
This palm was once slapped a thousand times.
Now, it would slap a thousand worlds.
At the training ground, a familiar voice barked:
"Trash Xiao! Still alive, huh?"
Young Master Zhang strutted over.
Silky green robes, greasy ponytail, 8 out of 10 punchable face.
The same guy who once stole his porridge and his crush.
Xiao Fan smirked.
"Zhang."
"You dare call my name without kneeling?!"
"Actually…" Xiao raised his hand. "I'm about to call you by sound effect."
SLAP!
The palm connected with Zhang's cheek like thunder cracking across destiny itself.
Zhang spun twice in midair and landed headfirst into a mud puddle.
[Ding! +100 EXP]
[Level Up: Qi Gathering 1 → 3]
The crowd gasped.
"Did… did that trash just slap a cultivator two realms higher?"
"Was that a special technique?"
"No—it was just a slap!"
Xiao Fan looked at his palm like it was forged by the heavens.
"…Feels good."
Later that night, gossip swept through the Outer Sect like wildfire:
> "Xiao Fan slapped Zhang senseless!"
"His cultivation rose instantly!"
"He even looked cool doing it!"
Leng Qingxue, the cold Ice Fairy of the Inner Sect, overheard the whispers as she cultivated atop her frost peak.
"Xiao Fan… wasn't that the weakling who used to chase me around like a puppy?"
She frowned.
"Did he… awaken?"
Her hand reached for her cheek without realizing it.
"…Impossible."
Back in his room, Xiao sat cross-legged.
His system interface glowed with one new quest.
> Daily Quest: Slap 3 Arrogant Faces (0/3)
Reward: +300 EXP, +5 Slap Technique Proficiency, +1 Chance to Flirt with Jade Beauty
He stood.
Time to farm some EXP.
And maybe… some cheeks.