I Make Fiction Reality

In a world overrun by demons and monsters, humans can awaken their [Divine Treasures]. Some can be reborn from a drop of blood; others can fuse all things into one. But Xu Zhao remembered clearly that he had transmigrated to a world of cultivation. His sect was the greatest under heaven, his senior brothers would do anything for him, opportunities came knocking, and even the opponents he defeated were happier than he was. The only flaw in his life was that he couldn’t find one. Until he discovered that the things he made up offhand were actually coming true. He began secretly investigating his past. His origins could be traced, his family remembered the past, and someone had provided a perfectly airtight explanation for every suspicious detail. There was even someone who looked exactly like him, arranging his entire life for him. “Isn’t it nice here?” Xu Zhao smiled. “It’s pretty nice. Why don’t you live here, then?” The other person didn’t answer. But when the things in his dreams could be touched and left behind, what could he use to prove that he had truly woken up?