Cultivation: My Magical Treasures Are Too Overpowered, I Really Don't Want to Win by Doing Nothing

Bai Ye transmigrated to a cultivation world, but after three years, he still hadn't advanced beyond Qi Refining. The magic treasures he carried with him had **...

They all evolved against the heavens.

Ding! The ordinary iron sword thinks its Host is too weak, so it automatically evolves into the supreme spiritual weapon, the Black Profound Sword.

Black Profound Sword: Master, you're afraid of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator? Stand aside. I'll chop him down!

Bai Ye exclaimed, "Sword spirit, I'm only at Qi Refining!"

Ding! The shabby coin purse thinks its Host has too little money, so it automatically evolves into a Cosmos Bag.

Cosmos Bag: Master, why are you so poor? Wait here while I go pick a few ten-thousand-year-old spirit plants.

Bai Ye asked, puzzled, "Huh? Aren't those spirit plants the ones I just planted?"

Cosmos Bag: I have a ten-thousandfold evolution function. By tomorrow, they'll be ten thousand years old!

Alchemy Furnace: Sob, sob. Master, do you have another alchemy furnace on the side? You won't even let me refine supreme-grade pills!

Bai Ye cried, "Little Furnace, I only have supreme-grade pills, not high-grade ones. People will suspect I'm a monster..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.