Please, Ancestor, Don't Resurrect Me Again!

In the fantasy world of cultivation, chance leads to a near-death life. Everyone pursues the transformation of gods into immortals, but he is obsessed with the mysterious method of resurrection. Every time a monk is resurrected, he can use it for his own purposes, and his cultivation level will also be improved. One displeasure can invalidate the resurrection. While others were cultivating crazily for immortality, he was showing off at home and flirting with girls everywhere. While others took risks to hunt for treasures and engage in battles of wits, he took the opportunity to collect the corpses, make clear quotations, and do business. No matter if you are missing arms or legs, or if you lose your soul and become an idiot, you will be charged as long as you live, and if your cultivation level is high, you will get extra money. His helpful deeds spread throughout the heavens and worlds, and the six realms were thrown into chaos by his resurrection. When someone hears that he can only resurrect others and has no power to restrain a chicken, some people plan to kill people, destroy their homes, and rob their homes. Until the cultivator of the gods knelt at the door and begged. "Please, don't resurrect me again~" Only then did I realize that he was simply a bug-like existence in the world of cultivation. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.