When the Immortal Cultivation World's Ancestor Enters a Western Fantasy World

Shen Yu was a venerable ancestor in the cultivation world, with profound cultivation and encyclopedic knowledge. Then, just as he ascended, he was struck dead by lightning and transmigrated into a Western fantasy world.

Here, elves are skilled at brewing potions, dwarves at forging weapons, orcs possess immense strength, and mages and dark mages excel at drawing magic circles. There are also swordsmen with inscrutable sword techniques.

Shen Yu hears this and thinks: Aren't those just alchemists, artifact refiners, body cultivators, talisman cultivators, and sword cultivators? This is right up my alley. It's what I do.

Everyone praises an elven alchemist for making potions that are both cheap and effective. One batch costs only 200 gold coins, and just three doses cure a difficult condition like heart failure!

Shen Yu scratches his head. With materials worth 2 gold coins, he made six top-grade pills, and just one cured heart failure.

Everyone praises the top swordsman for creating a whole 12 sword forms, each move fierce and impossible to match.

Shen Yu has hundreds of sword techniques, and beats the top swordsman soundly.

Everyone says dwarves are the best weapon-makers in the world. Their secret techniques are mysterious and inscrutable, and no one else can learn them.

Shen Yu holds up a divine artifact he forged, brimming with the aura of heavenly lightning, and cleaves a weapon carefully crafted by a dwarf in two with one strike. The whole world is in an uproar.

The mages shout, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

They refuse to believe Shen Yu could be a five-sided warrior, a genius who's top-tier at everything.

So they challenge him to a contest in crafting magic circles.

While the mages spend ages drawing their magic circles, Shen Yu casually pulls out a lightning-attracting talisman. In an instant, the skies darken, the wind howls, and lightning flashes and thunder roars.

Haha, sorry. I'm always one step ahead.

Later, the whole continent says Shen Yu is a god who fell from the heavens and brought them the seeds of knowledge.

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Of course, Shen Yu has his setbacks too. For example, on his first day after transmigrating, he has no money and no cultivation, and ends up in an arena for beast fights, desperately in need of someone's protection. So he chooses a werewolf.

The werewolf, who plans to kill him during the match, pins him against the wall and bends down slightly. Shen Yu's low-necked crewneck sweater leaves him completely exposed. The warm scent of wolf fills the air, and the werewolf sneers, "You're a dead man. You don't deserve to know my name, let alone follow me."

Shen Yu's Adam's apple bobs. "Mm."

After that, the werewolf turns into a loyal dog, whimpering as Shen Yu toys with his triangular ears and bushy gray tail.

Theme: In poverty, cultivate yourself; in prosperity, help the world.