The Thief Drawn to the Cultivation World

When I woke up, I almost didn't recognize myself.

The sky should still be the same sky.

So why does everything around me feel so strange and yet so familiar?

I see.

What magical treasures, spirit charms, and spirit pills?

They're all mine now.

You say your name is written on it? Then you must have the wrong name.

You say you bonded it with your blood? Go on, call it and see if it answers.

The demonic path, heh. So what if you rob their homes and win? You still have nowhere to go back to.

Get them.

The Heavenly Dao is unkind. Don't blame me.

Wherever people come and go, precious belongings close at hand are mine for the taking.

It would be many years before the people of the mortal world learned that there was a Thieving Immortal among them.