I’m a Maoshan Cultivator, So Isn’t It Reasonable to Refine the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?

In an era of spiritual qi revival, Zhang Yuting gets his heart ripped out by a Golden Armored Corpse from the start. His family is killed, and his town is slaughtered.

Zhang Yuting is truly panicking. At the critical moment, the Soul-Eating Compass recognizes him as its master. Devouring a soul can extend his life by one day.

"Disciple, go down the mountain and exterminate demons."

His overprotective master sends his disciple down the mountain.

The Heavenly Dao is mysterious, the imperial court is strange, a stampede of ferocious beasts lays waste to cities, and the Neon nation schemes to poison and replace the country. Hundreds of millions of ordinary people suffer.

Is it a calamity, or is it man-made?

Zhang Yuting dons a black robe, takes up a Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, and heads to neighboring Neon.

Looking at the more than 120 million living beings there, he lets out a cackling laugh.

That day, all the living beings of Neon are refined into the soul banner. The black banner is forcibly refined until it turns red, while its five main souls are nourished until they glow gold.

The world falls silent.

When he returns to the mountain, his master is furious.

"You wretch! I told you to go down the mountain and exterminate demons, not go to Neon and refine a soul banner!"

"Wait, Master. Do the people of Neon even count as people?"

"Well, I suppose they don't."

"So I really did exterminate demons. It's perfectly reasonable for a Maoshan cultivator to refine a Banner of Ten Thousand Souls."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.