Newly transmigrated Ji Chen was a jobless man in his original world. Strangely, Ji Chen didn't die of hunger but rather from reading novels throughout the night. As if that was not bizarre enough, he replaced the most mischievous and almost ill-brained soul to have ever existed in a world where Dao techniques showed divinity as the lowest level alchemist! Did heaven have a grudge against him? Actually, if the original Ji Chen were in his world, he'd have been a renowned scientist. Maybe he might have won the Nobel Prize. However, an accident in a refinery process had caused this owner's original genius cultivation base, which was at the Great Circle of Layer 10, to drop to 1. Resigned to his fate, Ji Chen set about to work, starting by pulling the weeds in the field. After exerting all his strength to pull out a weed, Ji Chen fell to the ground on his butt... "Ding! This is a heaven-defying piece of work from the Goldfinger, a necessary cheat for transmigrators, a portable system!" Immediately, all of Ji Chen's dejectedness evaporated, giving way to joy. It seems the heavens did not hate him after all..."Hahaha, big beauties, little girls, wait for this young master to dote on you!" He's going to be the best Daoist this world has ever had!