Wuxia: The Heroes of the Martial World Have No Tombs

No more graves for martial heroes, just a flower, a jug of wine, and a hoe in the fields.

When Zhang Xuanyin accidentally transmigrates to the martial world, he learns of the bloodshed and cruelty hidden in this beautiful verse.

Would you dare drink wine brewed from peach blossoms grown with the bodies of martial artists?

Wandering physician: The deathly aura has invaded your body. You won't live past twenty.

Zhang Xuanyin accepts his fate.

But in the year he turns sixteen, he accidentally uncovers part of the truth.

His master has been raising us as precious ingredients for cultivating immortality.

His senior brothers have already been eaten by their master.

Betray my master and defy the heavens!

I leave Peach Mountain. From here on, it's my era, Zhang Xuanyin's!

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