We've All Transmigrated, So Isn't a Little Heaven-Defying Comprehension Reasonable?

[Classic] + [Ensemble cast]

Li Mubai transmigrates to a fantasy world and, from the start, is abducted to an island where the Zhuxian Pavilion trains assassins.

Fortunately, the body he has transmigrated into is extraordinary. Born with white hair, he can cultivate faster beneath the moonlight. What amazes him most, though, are his eyes: remembering everything at a glance is the least of their abilities. They can even see how others circulate their spiritual energy, allowing him to copy their methods for himself.

He can learn cultivation techniques, martial skills, and secret arts just by watching, then put them to practical use. And with Li Mubai's low-margin-for-error approach, he can keep refining them until they are perfect.

“Fight Li Mubai? No thanks. He's the last person I'd ever want to fight. The moment you use your family's secret art, he learns it just by watching, and does it even better than you. It's like you have the incomplete version and he has the perfected one. How are you supposed to handle that?”

The young man hailed as the greatest prodigy in the Azure Domain covered his face as he spoke.

Years later.

A gravely wounded man arrived at the Zhuxian Pavilion. Looking at the white-haired man seated high upon the main seat, his eyes bloodshot, he got straight to the point: “Can you kill immortals?”

“An immortal? As long as you can pay the price, even an immortal can be slain!”