After more than twenty years of suffering from illness, Li Liuchen has only two great wishes: good health and immortality.
So he transmigrates with a pen he picked up.
The good news is that this world has immortals, eternal life, and all kinds of wonders to pique his curiosity. The bad news is that he has one-in-a-billion Void Spiritual Roots, making him utterly useless and abandoned by heaven.
Just when he thinks he's destined to waste his life doing nothing, he discovers that anything he draws with his pen becomes real!
No talent? Make up for it with resources!
Not enough spirit stones? Draw some top-grade ones!
Need cultivation pills? Draw pills with the finest nine patterns!
You have magic treasures and divine weapons? Let me take a look, and I'll have them too.
Want a top-tier cultivation technique? Tell me its name. I'll write it in a book, and there you go!
The countless cultivation prodigies of the cultivation world return home in tears. “Dad, didn't you say my Imperial Weapon was the only one in the world?”
“There's a guy named Li Liuchen out there mass-producing them!”
