After I Transmigrated, the World Transmigrated Too

[Long Xuanhuan] [Multiple Female Characters] [Small Golden Finger] [No System]

When university had just started, Mu Feng wanted to scrape together some course credits, so he snatched up an elective nobody else wanted: Baduanjin.

While everyone else lifted weights and went running, he stood alone facing a wall, practicing the old folks' exercise routine known as "Two Hands Hold Up the Heavens to Regulate the Triple Burner."

He never expected that this most unremarkable class would one day save his life in another world.

Mu Feng transmigrated, but before he could even feel happy about it, he discovered something even more absurd: the world beneath his feet had transmigrated too.

The land fractured, cities plummeted into another world, sword-riding cultivators flew through the sky, and demonic beasts burrowed up from underground.

A test by the Bureau of Anomalies determined that he had only an ordinary "faint sensitivity" aptitude.

Worse still, every person from Blue Star had an empty spirit root, making them natural prizes.

Rogue cultivators, wicked cultivators, reclusive sects, and thousand-year-old great sects arrived one after another, drawn by the scent.

Yet, in this world flooded with spiritual energy, the Baduanjin that everyone else considered useless really did cultivate a breath of qi.

From an old, yellowed book amid the ruins, he found the first line of a cultivation formula.

Baduanjin nurtured qi, while Taijiquan formed a bridge. Thus began a path beyond the official cultivation arts.

Others practiced Baduanjin just to pass; he practiced it to ascend to immortality.

From then on, he would nurture qi and temper his body, slay wicked cultivators and battle sects, determined to tread a path reaching straight to the heavens.