A Cultivation Prodigy? No, No, I'm Just a Cheat

After his soul transmigrated into a cultivation world and he gained the System for copying all things, the mediocre Wang Mu was mistaken for a cultivation genius.

"What? You say this is your family's ancestral ancient treasure, the Soul-Calming Bell, and there's only one in the world?" Wang Mu waved his hand, and more than a dozen identical bells appeared. "Then how do you explain these?"

"What? You say I make talismans too slowly?" Wang Lin waved his hand, and ten thousand talismans appeared, filling the sky. "Is this what you call slow?"

"What? You spent thousands of years studying alchemy before finally making a ninth-grade pill?" Wang Lin secretly chose to copy the alchemy skills of this master alchemist.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Mu held up a pill and looked disdainful. "Are ninth-grade pills really that hard to make?"

Years later, Wang Mu was covered in golden medals awarded to him by countless sects for being a peerless prodigy...

"Tch, I have ten rooms full of junk medals like these..."

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