When talent falls short, make up for it with your life!
I transmigrate into a chaotic age overrun by demons and ghosts, becoming a street diviner on the verge of starving to death.
Peerless cultivation techniques?
Heaven-defying bloodlines?
I have none of those.
All I have is a [Proficiency Panel] that levels up whenever I repeat an action.
While the prodigies are still searching desperately for immortal opportunities, I quietly grind the [Basic Fist Technique] until one punch can shatter a mountain!
While the noble young ladies show off their newly drawn spirit talismans, my casual [Demon-Repelling Talisman] can already command ghosts and gods!
They laugh at me for using a clumsy method and practicing worthless tricks. What they don't know is that in my hands, any skill can be honed to its absolute limit, turning the mundane into something miraculous!
There are no divine techniques mastered overnight, only ordinary people who grind until they reach perfection!
