Cultivating Immortality Alone in a World of Magic

A martial artist throws a hundred punches a day and must train for decades before seeing any progress.

That’s why this art was long ago left behind. It’s ancient martial arts, old-school fighting.

This is an age of flourishing magic.

Zhou Yun transmigrates into this world and, as luck would have it, becomes a useless talent with the lowest possible affinity for magic. He thinks he’s about to be hit with the classic scene of his fiancée breaking off their engagement, but who could have guessed...

[Make contact with others to gain Fated Points, which can be used to fuse magic with martial arts and defy fate]

But it doesn’t take long for Zhou Yun to realize something is off.

“Wait, why can’t I call the ‘magical elements’ in this world spiritual energy?”

“Drawing energy into the body... isn’t that... Does this world not even have the concept of ‘immortals’?”

“What God of Magic? I am Yuanshi Tian...”

“I shall become an immortal!”

Other people’s magic incantations: !@#￥%…&* ()

Zhou Yun’s incantation: I am a celestial immortal, blessed by Heaven’s fortune.