Proving the Dao Through Boiler Work: Even a Menial Can Become Supreme from the Start

Zhao Huo transmigrates to the cultivation world and becomes the lowest-ranking fire-tending servant in the Supreme Sect.

With spiritual energy running dry, everyone else is obsessed with cultivating their Dao hearts or sword intent. He just frowns at the pill furnace:

"The thermal efficiency is too low. This needs an upgrade."

Can't fly a sword? He installs jet boosters on his flying sword, and it breaks the sound barrier.

Can't refine pills? He uses a high-pressure reactor to control the temperature, and every pill he makes comes with a factory inspection certificate.

When the demonic sect's army lays siege and everyone's Dao heart crumbles,

Zhao Huo hefts a sledgehammer and smashes the boiler's safety valve.

"BANG!"

A furious roar powered by infrasound resonance shatters the demonic sect elder's dentures.

The cultivators fall to their knees and cry out, "Junior Brother Zhao, what supreme divine art is this?!"

Zhao Huo wipes the coal dust from his face and looks at the pressure gauge, which is off the charts. With a grave expression, he says:

"Don't make things up. I just blew up the boiler."

This is the story of a pragmatic science nerd who uses wrenches, screwdrivers, and the three laws of thermodynamics

to turn elegant immortal cultivation into steampunk.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.