I Said to Forge a Weapon, Not a Planet-Busting Sword!

[Eastern Xianxia] + [Eastern Fantasy] + [Invincible] + [Book Transmigration]

When Li Mo, a double PhD, transmigrates to the cultivation world with data from his laboratory, he isn't greeted by a sword that carries him to immortality. Instead, he's packed off to work as a menial laborer at the Artifact Refining Peak, simply because his "spiritual roots are as jumbled as a paint palette"!

In this cultivation world, where spiritual fire tempers materials and divine sense shapes them, Li Mo quietly sets up a homemade spectrometer and miniature wind tunnel. When his senior brother asks him to forge a cold-iron sword, he whips up a superalloy high-frequency sword that adjusts its blade angle automatically, slicing through boulders like tofu. When his master asks him to refine a flying sword of flowing light, he turns around and builds a "star-destroyer-class" flying sword with a fusion-rune array, supersonic cruising, and a divine-sense radar. He's even thoughtful enough to engrave "Noncombat personnel, please evacuate" on the hilt!

Then a million-strong demonic army bears down, dark clouds looming over the city. This scientific madman, derided as a "wicked disciple," silently pulls out a rune remote control. "Activate the Heavenly Gate combat protocol. Orbital bombardment mode. Arriving at the battlefield in three seconds."

In an instant, three thousand flying swords engraved with anti-gravity runes burst through the clouds and form a death matrix in low orbit. Precisely guided sword-rain streaks, trailing flames, pierce the enemy ranks. The demonic cultivators stare in stunned disbelief at the "meteor shower" falling from the sky. "We were promised sword duels! What the hell is this, a two-dimensional foil strike?!"

The Artifact Refining Peak Master stares at the battlefield, now blasted into a crater, and howls as he holds up his dentures, shaken loose by the explosion. "I told you to refine artifacts! Who told you to turn flying swords into orbital cannons?!"

Li Mo pushes up his glasses and opens his notebook amid the fiery glow of the explosions. "Data collection for experiment number 108 is complete. Next time, I can try loading antimatter warheads onto the flying swords..."