The cultivation world's spiritual energy has run dry, and every art is in decline? Sorry, as a top engineer from Earth who transmigrated here, Qin Changsheng knows exactly what to do!
No spiritual energy to power flying swords? Then we'll make a “Gatling gun” out of starfall iron. Kinetic armor-piercing rounds are perfect for dealing with all those fancy tricks! A Golden Core expert has run out of spiritual power? Grab them and turn them into a “human battery.” My sect-protecting array could use a recharge! The sect's holy maiden has nowhere to go? Well... you look handy. Get on the production line and make crossbow bolts. Meals included!
In this age when cultivators are worth less than dogs, Qin Changsheng holds the only spirit eye and lays down a whole new set of rules. Watching the once-mighty experts fight tooth and nail for a chance to “tighten screws,” Qin Changsheng gives a faint smile.
“Don't say I never gave you a chance. Here in my Black Wind Valley, we don't keep idle gods. We only keep workers!”
