A Modern Alchemist’s Ancient Adventure

Yan Mo: “Wasn't I supposed to transmigrate, cultivate, level up, and become invincible under heaven?”

Xiao Yun: “Don't worry, it'll happen.”

She writes down: blocked meridians, born a good-for-nothing.

Yan Mo: “What about the promised golden finger that makes enemies vanish with a snap of my fingers?”

Xiao Yun: “Of course, of course.”

She holds up a finger, indicating a tiny sliver the size of a fingernail.

Yan Mo: “And what about the promise that I'd rule the world by day and sleep with beauties in my arms by night?”

Xiao Yun: “Definitely, definitely!”

She pulls out Qi Yeming, who's scowling.