The Grandmaster [System]

I thought this was just an ordinary rebirth, but something feels off about the world around me! Zhuo Yang watches his mother using qinggong (lightness skill) to run grocery shopping, while his father grills steaks with the Fire Cloud Palm. The kid downstairs leaves a handprint on a wooden board with a single strike, and the elderly neighbor summons her husband home for dinner using the Lion's Roar. "........." What else can he do besides typing ellipses? Well, whatever changes this world has undergone, having his family back and a second chance at life is still a good thing. Not to mention, a martial arts system falls right into his lap. By all accounts, this should be an amazing stroke of luck—except... System: I’m out of energy. Gotta go. Zhuo Yang: ........ System: To use the system, you must merge with its soul and become the system yourself. Zhuo Yang: Sounds great. System: There are quite a few restrictions. Zhuo Yang: ........ System: No worries, come on, let’s read Rule #1—As a system… you must choose a host. Zhuo Yang: ........ And so, by day, he strives to master martial arts as a system user, while by night, he moonlights as a system urging others to study hard… Since when did life get so busy?! This is the story of a guy holding a golden finger (cheat ability) who also has to act as someone else’s golden finger. P.S. Only descendants of the Yan and Yellow Emperors can learn martial arts; foreigners have supernatural powers instead. P.S. All martial arts names in this story are products of naming generators and imagination. Any resemblance to actual techniques is purely coincidental.