Cultivating Immortality Through Traits: I Can Transmute Anything

It would be great to just replace your brain.

This inexplicable sympathy is probably just lust at first sight, right? 😒

There's nothing seriously wrong, but the effects of the medicine seem ridiculously potent. If it were a high-grade drug, it wouldn't be a problem, but these are drugs that others could easily give us in exchange for, and yet they have such a good effect? ​​It just feels too absurd.

What's the meaning of the latest chapter? He inexplicably saves a woman? And risks his own life? The confidence of a transmigrator?

Equivalent substitution? You understand the "Buddha's Palm" technique used to describe comic books, so what does "equivalent" even mean?

Good book, but the pace is too fast, at least for now. It's only 50,000 words, and based on what you've written so far, the forging aspect is already top-notch, and the martial arts are also at their highest level. The main issue is that the protagonist seems to be at his strongest right now, but there's no explanation of what other powerful realms exist above him, so there's no pressure.

He kills without taking gold or silver, without searching for secret manuals, and without interrogating for information. So, there are quite a few loopholes. The beginning was okay, but after Ma De died, the pace became fast and a bit chaotic, and the protagonist's cleverness was lost.

After reading the synopsis, I'd like to ask: with such an amazing cheat, did the protagonist swap himself out?

If you can exchange novels, why don't you exchange them for a hundred or two hundred cultivation novels?

Who divided your inheritance after your parents passed away? Who beat you when you first transmigrated? Possessing a weapon, your murderous intent is awakened. Karma and retribution prevail; even those with tender feelings will meet a tragic end.