I’m Already at Nascent Soul, and You, a Mere Qi Refiner, Want to Refine Me?

Yang Sheng transmigrates to a world of immortal cultivation, hoping to found a sect and become its patriarch. Instead, he's captured by an immortal cultivation clan and forced to work as a slave. In three years, they'll even refine him into a human puppet?

Fortunately, his simulator activates, and life starts getting pleasant.

Cultivate? Why bother cultivating? Before the simulator activated, I had to cultivate. If I still have to cultivate after it activates, then what's the point of activating it?

I can raise my cultivation just by lying around. In three years, who knows which of us will be refining the other!

And so, after countless simulations, Yang Sheng has already reached the Nascent Soul realm by the time three years have passed.

Looking at the immortal cultivation clan, whose patriarch has only reached the Foundation Establishment realm, Yang Sheng laughs and pulls out a Human Emperor Banner wreathed in black smoke, inviting them all in for a chat.