A Century as a Celestial Master, and My Golden Finger Shows Up at Last?

The current writers of martial arts novels first weaken the cultivation of immortality, then transfer all the original abilities of the cultivation of immortality to the martial arts, and then write that the path of immortality is inferior to the path of martial arts. Is there any point in writing like this?

Let's just say it, it can't compare to Phoenix.

Awakening past life memories? How can the protagonist's ordinary twenty-odd years of past life experience dominate? The old master, whose temperament, will, and experience are completely different from ordinary people, immersed himself in the twenty-odd years of an ordinary person's life. It's impossible to say that it had no impact at all, but to think that you are that young man just because of this is nonsense.

The author probably used to work in a studio; the writing style is just amazing.

I'm too lazy to watch anything with Naruto, Douluo Continent, or Demon Slayer in it.

The premise of the first few chapters is bizarre: the chat group consists of the same person who splits into different worlds, a concept similar to that of a certain proctologist. So, if that's the case, why are the group members so distant when they meet later, as if they're not the same person? I certainly wouldn't be polite to my future self from fifty years in the future.

Given the late Ming Dynasty under Emperor Chongzhen, it was truly not worthwhile to help the court. It would have been better to cultivate a new power base.

😭I was already poisoned by the first six chapters.

The old Celestial Master transmigrates to the Ming Dynasty and crushes the enemy. Instead of using swift and decisive methods to suppress them, he even forces the enemy to call for reinforcements. This makes him seem less invincible than he appears, and there's a sense that he might be about to fail.

I'll subscribe to a chapter to rant about it. This novel is so awkward; it's just trying to be cool by itself.