Su He transmigrates into the primordial world and becomes a nominal disciple under Golden Spirit Holy Mother of the Jie Sect. From the start, someone comes to steal his cave dwelling. At the critical moment, his Myriad Treasures Replication Art awakens: touch it once, and the treasure is mine.
The Silver Moon Shield? One touch, and it’s mine. The Heaven-Opening Pearl and Earth-Splitting Pearl? One touch, and they’re both mine.
The Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, Primordial Golden Dou, Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, and more.
Su He rubs his hands together and says sincerely, “Fellow Daoist, that’s a fine treasure you have there. Mind if I touch it? Just once.”
His opponent trembles with rage. “Bullshit! Why is my treasure in your hands?”
Su He blinks innocently. “A coincidence, purely a coincidence. There are plenty of treasures in the world that look alike. How can you say it’s yours?”
The great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods is approaching. Looking at the roomful of treasures, Su He falls into deep thought. “The Jie Sect is doomed? What a joke. With all these treasures of mine, how could I let the Jie Sect fall?”
