Please, Ancestor, Stop Bringing Me Back to Life!

In a cultivation fantasy world, fate and fortune come at the cost of a narrow escape from death. Everyone pursues godhood and immortality, but he is obsessed with resurrection techniques.

Every cultivator he resurrects becomes his to command, and his own cultivation improves as well.

If he gets annoyed, he can cancel the resurrection at any time.

While others cultivate themselves to the bone in pursuit of eternal life, he lazes around at home and flirts with women everywhere.

While others risk their lives hunting for treasure and fighting in deadly duels, he takes the opportunity to collect corpses, posts his prices clearly, and does business.

It doesn't matter if someone is missing an arm or a leg, or has lost their mind and become an idiot: he charges for every resurrection, and the higher their cultivation, the more he charges.

His reputation for helping people spread throughout the myriad worlds. His resurrections threw the Six Realms into utter chaos.

When someone heard that he could only resurrect other people and was too weak to even kill a chicken, they decided to murder him to silence him and rob his home.

That is, until a cultivator who had reached godhood knelt at his door and begged,

"Please, I'm begging you, stop resurrecting me!"

Only then did they realize he was practically a bug in the cultivation world.

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