I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

March 21st, early morning.

After giving the bear child and the elderly bear a lesson, Chen Yun returned home.

Although it wasn’t quite seven o’clock, the time for his exercise routine, it was almost time.

So, he began to put on his weighted clothes,

while using the constantly active Transparent World 3.0 to observe the two vacant rooms on the fifth floor beneath his feet.

It wasn’t that he harbored any voyeuristic desires.

To be honest, with the Transparent World at his disposal, he had grown tired of seeing all sorts of things. Concrete walls couldn’t block his spiritual power’s perspective, let alone the scant fabric on pedestrians on the streets.

If he chose to look, everyone was essentially naked before him. But regardless of gender, everyone looked the same in his eyes.

Now he couldn’t yet see through biological tissue with his spiritual power and vision, so he couldn’t directly see the muscle, skeletal, and organ cross-sections of others.

But he was already able to see the dense pits and oily stains on the surface of people’s skin.

A Buddha contemplates a bowl of water, seeing eighty-four thousand insects.