Scientific Cultivation, but My Mentor Is Conan

After I, a PhD in chemistry, transmigrate to the world of cultivation, I write cultivation techniques as lab reports and accidentally summon the spirit of the “Grim Reaper Elementary Schooler.”

At a scene where an alchemy furnace has exploded, Conan adjusts his glasses. “The culprit is this three-hundred-year-old mandrake. It was given growth enhancers!”

I attach a nitrogen booster to a flying sword. Conan warns me, “The trajectory shows you'll hit a mountain in one second.” (Boom!)

At the scene of a murder in the sect, Conan photographs the evidence, and the cultivation world's first series, Detective Conan: Immortal-Sealing Chains, begins airing.

“Your Nascent Soul is unstable because its molecular structure is arranged incorrectly,” Conan says, pointing to the analysis report.

I silently revise the formula. “So the culprit is the physical laws of the Heavenly Dao?”

When scientific reasoning collides with the mysticism of cultivation, the Grim Reaper Elementary Schooler's game of deduction begins!