When Gou Ping'an woke up, he discovered that he had transmigrated into the body of a Nascent Soul old monster in the cultivation world. But the man was dirt poor, with nothing to his name. What Nascent Soul cultivator didn't own a blessed grotto-heaven, have throngs of disciples, and carry a storage bag piled high with magic treasures and pills? But Yun Yazi? He rented his cave dwelling on the outskirts of the Qingxuan Mountains, in a place with scant spiritual energy, for an annual rent of a hundred mid-grade spirit stones. His most valuable possession was his natal treasure, the Frost Jade Sword, forged from the leftover scraps of a Frost Jade Bed. His storage bag held only a few bottles of healing pills and just over a hundred mid-grade spirit stones. Nothing else.
"A Nascent Soul cultivator reduced to this. I've never seen the like."
Luckily, when he transmigrated, he brought along an unbelievably powerful magic treasure, his golden finger. With its help, Gou Ping'an grew richer and richer.
Gou Ping'an: safe enough. If it isn't safe enough, keep lying low until it is.
Since he had transmigrated and gained such a fortuitous opportunity, he had to live well, live a long, long life, and live it in style!
It looks good, the plot is brilliant, the magic weapon is interesting and novel, the story is interesting, the world view is great, and it has brains and strength.