I Secretly Scavenge Trash in the Cultivation World

Shen Du transmigrated.

He transmigrated to a cultivation world, with pockets emptier than his face. His most valuable possession was a tattered cloak, and it had three holes in it.

As he lay dying, an old man shoved a Gu that could steal lifespans into his hands, along with the Thieving Dao inheritance of the Heaven-Stealing Demon Venerable. He patted Shen Du on the shoulder and said:

“Go on. The cultivation world is full of treasures. Steal whatever you want, rob whoever you like.”

Shen Du looked at himself: a measly Qi Refining cultivator who couldn't win a fight.

Then he would steal.

He stole heavenly treasures, cultivation manuals, and his enemies' lifespans.

Before long, he had formed a core.

Before long, he had become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Before long, he had ascended.

The great powers of the Immortal Realm were on high alert:

“That thief who robbed all four continents has ascended! Seal the Southern Heavenly Gate! Protect our treasuries!”

Standing outside the Southern Heavenly Gate, Shen Du wrapped his tattered cloak tightly around himself and smiled faintly:

“Don't worry. I just came up to take a look, and maybe steal a little something.”