In the first year of the Stellar Calendar, humanity stepped into the interstellar age. Space colonization, starships, alien clans, and eldritch outer gods… all came one after another.
By Stellar Calendar Year 717, Fang Xing stood against the backdrop of the cosmos, staring at the densely packed alien armies. He declared, “Alien armies? Cultivators? tent**les? Cults? Outer gods? They’re all going to be awed by my unparalleled talent and smashed to bits by my iron fists! Hah!”
Well… this is actually the story of a transmigrator who relies on a Profession Panel to do as he pleases across countless otherworlds.
When a futuristic scientist is transported into the body of a young man in a fantasy world, his curiosity and desire for power push him to pursue magic. In a world without mercy, Leylin has no qualms about doing anything if it means benefits. He is cold, ruthless and calculating, never forming attachments that could impede his ultimate goal…
Honor? Who needs that… Hmmm… that guy seems too powerful for me to take on now… I better keep a low profile for now.
You want me to help you? What do I get out of it? Nothing? Bye.
Hmm… that guy looks like he might cause me problems in the future. Better kill him before he becomes a problem…
Fang Xi transmigrated, and not just once but twice!
In the cultivation realm, I was timid and cautious; in another world, I unleashed my full potential!
Never did I imagine that after millennia, I would become a powerhouse even within the cultivation world!


