The yao in yao refers to yaoshou, while the shen in yuanshen means spirit.
Reborn and transmigrated into a cultivation clan, his fate was changed by an unparalleled technique called The Heavenly Yao Slaying Gods Strategy.
Alchemy? No problem. Artifact crafting? A piece of cake. A fight? I'll give you three moves. All those so-called geniuses are nothing.
Treasures? They belong to the worthy. I'm such a tall, mighty, noble, and upright man. How could you possibly have the nerve to fight me for them?
Techniques? So what if yours is unparalleled? I have The Heavenly Yao Slaying Gods Strategy in my left hand and The Three Spirits Transforming Gods Art in my right. In front of me is The Blood Refining Grand Art, and behind me is The Nine Sons and Mother Yin Ghost Grand Art. I also have The Great Sun True Fire Spirit Refining Art, though I can't remember where I put it. You dare compare yourself to me? If you have a weak heart, proceed with caution.
Author's note: This is a ridiculously satisfying wish-fulfillment novel. If you have a weak heart, bring your own medication and be ready to call 120 at any moment.
A little aside: I just noticed that if you ignore the last line, the text above comes to exactly 250 characters. I felt too embarrassed to post it like that, so I added a bit of meaningless filler. Slips away, feeling awkward.
