Across the Heavens: Xiao Yan Never Needed Cheats

What if Xiao Yan had transmigrated a few years later and lived through the age of information explosion? What if, at the lowest point of his life, Xiao Yan gained a cheat capable of projecting worlds across the heavens? What if... Xiao Yan acted like a true transmigrator?

When the butterfly flaps its wings, fate veers from its original track. Charging through the myriad worlds in triumphant song, what kind of spectacle would unfold if he fully unleashed his talent?

"The Magma-Magma Fruit is the superior form of the Flame-Flame Fruit? I don't think so."

Standing before Ace, Xiao Yan instantly refined the Flame-Flame Fruit-stripped away as the price for his intervention-into a crimson medicinal pellet. He looked at Akainu, the corners of his lips lifting.

Sorry, but he was a man of culture. Now, it was time to tell a story of hard work and sweat.

"Buddha's Fury Lotus Flame!"

"Teacher, have you also lost the one you loved forever?"

Xiao Yan scratched his head and handed over a catalog from in front of him. "Actually, I do know a few ways to bring someone back to life."

"This..."