Chapter 96: In the Multiverse, No Strong One Goes Without Cheats!

“This… this isn’t right, is it?”

A sense of guilt called 【cheating】 was mercilessly whipping his still-pure (questionably) heart, urging him not to do such a despicable thing—it was forcing him to become a grindcore slave and a scroll dog.

But at the same time, a tiny devil with clenched fists seemed to be shouting in Jia Ji’s ear.

“What’s wrong with it? You’re training your fists honestly, practicing your arts openly!”

“No pills, no injections, no divine essence implanted, no points exchanged, no heavenly artifact dropped—whose starting conditions are worse than yours? Who else could possibly suppress their combat power like this?”

“You don’t even need a spiritual time chamber—that pathetic little cheat? Then you’re useless. Your life is over. Forget ever catching up to those three in your next life!”

“Come on, what are you pretending for?”

Chattering endlessly, yet overwhelmingly tempting.

“Shut… shut up!”

Out of nowhere, a sliver of remaining moral value and an intense desire to win, a fervent longing to grow stronger, clashed violently within his mind as a battlefield.

What a fierce struggle!

In the end, the voice in his ear won him over with “Even Goku did it,” shattering his fragile moral Dixian and completely lifting his psychological burden.

“Oh come on, You Xi, did you hear that? And Xu, Liangzi, Senior Shi Jiuliu—you can all testify later! This wasn’t my idea—it was the universe forcing it on me…”

Jia Ji couldn’t help but seek the opinions of those around him, but aside from You Xi, whose eyes flickered nervously, the others were utterly baffled, unable to grasp what had happened to him—especially the two who had just awakened from hibernation, who even suspected Jia Ji had recently suffered mental breakdown from too much stress.

Yet his request for opinions was purely performative, leaving no room whatsoever for anyone to interject.

“Fine… since I’ve already started, wouldn’t it be a waste not to train? Sorry, guys… hehe, hahaha—I, Jia Ji, how could I possibly be such a person? Hehehe… .TM’s! I can’t laugh!”

The curve of his mouth grew harder to suppress; his entire body trembled with excitement, his heart pounded, his blood surged—thousands of words boiled down to just one:

“I’m done pretending—I’m no upright gentleman! Hehe, I’m here to win!”

With a crash, a huge hole tore through the sofa as Jia Ji leapt up, immediately beginning to punch in front of everyone, while addressing the SOS Brigade members with bewildered and confused expressions:

“Xu, Senior Shi Jiuliu, you two go to school first—don’t let Chunri come over. Liangzi, go fry two dishes, we’ll have lunch…”

You Xi? Long before Jia Ji spoke, she had already sat down as usual, opening a newly arrived sci-fi novel, effectively dropping out of school.

“Don’t stop me—today, I’m training for thirty hours straight!”

Jia Ji, as if fully ignited, his eyes bloodshot, made others wonder if he had already suffered qi deviation and fallen into heresy.

In truth, only he knew: a once-in-a-millennium opportunity lay before him—the moment to shed the shame of Beidou!

Today is the day to finally stand tall!

Open! Open! Open!

In the multiverse, no Qiangzhe goes without cheats!

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Beidou Qi Refining Dojo.

Inside Jia Ji’s room, nearly coated in dust.

The bedroom, never spacious to begin with, grew even more cramped after the three massive Beidou members crowded in—but none of them felt uncomfortable or wished to leave.

Only a profound inner tremor remained.

The unconscious Jia Ji lay on his bed, under 360-degree, no-blind-spot surveillance from his three senior brothers, yet no matter how hard they stared, they couldn’t figure out how he had suddenly grown stronger while unconscious.

Though they couldn’t precisely gauge Jia Ji’s strength, each of them, trained in the Beidou Divine Fist’s mandatory skill of perception, sensed his unintentionally leaking aura rapidly growing more powerful.

Every time that mysterious, barely perceptible light flashed across him—faster than imaginable, fainter than a whisper—he became slightly stronger. Though each increment was tiny, the frequency of the flashes was horrifyingly high.

Too many. Disgusting. Disgusting!

In just a few minutes, lying motionless on his bed, flickering like a faulty lightbulb with no other activity, Jia Ji had grown stronger—so much so—that all three of them could no longer comprehend his level, as if he’d trained nonstop for years in a place they couldn’t see.

Silence descended upon the room.

Unanimously, they all thought the same thing—had they been practicing Beidou Divine Fist wrong? Was the true method to train in dreams?

Master Longquan, ancestors of Beidou—can’t you do something?

There’s a cheat dog here!

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“My current strength comes entirely from my own wisdom, talent, torrents of sweat, and relentless effort—not a single drop of falsehood!”

Once Beidou Divine Fist is cultivated to a profound level, it unlocks human potential to the point of going three months without food without losing strength, enduring a week without sleep—but that was only under extreme end-of-the-century conditions; modern cultivation must not be so reckless.

“Wait—I never thought of this before!”

With one insight unlocked, a hundred others followed. Jia Ji’s imagination, far beyond ordinary, began spinning—and instantly conceived how to maximize this time.

“You Xi, assist me!”

Information manipulation doesn’t work directly on otherworldly beings?

But cultivation isn’t so inconvenient!

Bring on everything: alien-made high-energy nutrient fluid, special recovery devices, cellular repair pods, adjustable gravity chambers—all the tech-assisted tools commonly seen in modern high-cultivation novels, whether appropriate or not—lay them all out!

Even if aliens never developed this tech tree, as soon as Jia Ji described their appearance and effects, the omnipotent Lord Changmen would instantly create near-identical versions.

And since he was trapped in a time loop, he had no fear of abnormal information leaking and causing disastrous changes to Earth’s technology—after all, everything would be erased completely by the next day.

Every day after returning from his time jump, Jia Ji would first sigh by the window: “Why is there a mohawk?”—then immediately dive into training, while You Xi had already prepared everything he needed long before he even asked.

Alien tech assistance combined with mystical divine arts made his growth speed feel like being blasted by the “Nandou Human Cannon”—even just glancing at the two status bars revealed how terrifying it was.

The rate of increase in all stats could only be described as a Kuangbiao —utterly insane.

Strength: Jia Ji walked an unceasing path toward raw power.

What the hell was I doing before?

Stupid. So stupid.

I finally understand—this is the correct use of the Information Synthesis Thought Entity!

What?

How should I explain this to my senior brothers?

How do I explain it to them?

I’ll tell them to first truly understand the philosophy of Beidou Divine Fist before pointing fingers at me.

Big fists mean yeah!

“I’m not afraid of training—I get happy when I train.”

The internal clock has been reset to ten years ago

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(End of Chapter)