I transmigrated into the world of cultivation. As a good-for-nothing with a mixed spiritual root, I was overjoyed.
Spiritual energy? Isn’t that just an observable quantum energy field? Cultivation techniques? Just optimize the pathways! Alchemy? Easy, let’s use the controlled-variable method!
When my genius senior brother showed off his new flying sword, I pulled out my aerodynamically sound Modified Superconducting Flying Sword. When the sect cowered behind its mountain-protecting formation, I used resonance principles to overload it and crash it on the spot.
I founded the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and promoted scientific cultivation, using spiritual networks and pill production lines to crush the competition with superior technology. Just as I was preparing to take industrialized cultivation all the way, I discovered that someone seemed to have tampered with this world’s underlying code.
The energy spectrum of heavenly tribulations was as orderly as a man-made program. The ascensions of the great masters of old looked more like repeated, preprogrammed data uploads.
It seems I accidentally pierced the “ceiling” of this virtual cultivation world. Now, “administrators” from a higher dimension are watching me.
