Transmigrating into a world of cultivation, Ning Fan found himself a mere lowly trainee of the "Taiy

Transmigrating into a world of cultivation, Ning Fan found himself a mere lowly trainee of the "Taiyi Divine Sect." One morning, he woke up to a chilling discovery: the entire sect had vanished overnight!

Just then, a System arrived with a dire warning: In three years, a Great Tribulation will descend, wiping out 99% of all living beings. To survive the apocalypse, Ning Fan must grow stronger—by any means necessary.

Surveying the empty, defenseless sect, Ning Fan began his "desperate" survival plan:
The forbidden scrolls in the Library? Mastered. The Rank-8 Heavenly Pills in the Alchemy Hall? Swallowed like candy. The ten-thousand-year Spirit Milk in the Sacred Grounds? Used for a casual bath. He even moved into the aloof Saintess’s residence, sleeping on her legendary Cold Jade Bed for "immersive cultivation."

What he didn't realize was that the sect hadn't disappeared. They were trapped in a hidden pocket dimension right above his head—an invisible vantage point from which every single one of his actions was being broadcasted to the entire sect!

The Sect Leader clutched his heart: "Bastard! That's our ultimate secret technique!"
The Alchemy Elder wept: "Not my pills! He really just swallowed them like snacks!"
The disciples went feral: "Ning Fan! Get your hands off the Saintess's bed this instant!"

But as they watched him effortlessly forge peerless divine weapons and master god-tier spells they thought were impossible, the outrage turned into a haunting silence.
"...Wait, is this kid actually a genius?"