Rivers and lakes are beyond human control

Yang Ji transmigrated to a world of immortals, where he could see various information displays invisible to others.
He looked at a chunk of ore, "Mystic Iron Ore".
He looked at a dead frog, "Died of Gu Insect, dead for fifty breaths".
He looked at the sky, "The sky is overcast, and a heavy rain will pour down in an hour".
He looked at humans, "Thinking", "I want to seize your body", "Angry", "Sneaky".
When he looked at himself, a proficiency panel appeared.
With the attributes he could see, Yang Ji sought good fortune and avoided disaster. Step by step, he walked the path to the supreme immortal way.

My Informative Cultivation Life

Upon hearing the shout from behind, Yang Ji's brows subtly furrowed. He turned back and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist, is there something you need?"


"Could you be an Alchemy Master, fellow Daoist?" The youth chuckled slyly, a glint of mischief in his eyes that gave Yang Ji an oddly familiar sensation, and a sense of strangeness rose in his heart.


"Why would you say I am an Alchemy Master?" The certainty in the young man's voice piqued Yang Ji's curiosity.


"If you were not an Alchemy Master, how would you purchase a Demon Essence Pill Recipe?" the youth said with a smile.


Chapter 33 Jin Suanpan, Trade