High Martial: I Started with an Immortal Physique, and You Call Me a Pill-Popping King?

This is a high-martial world where countless races stand side by side and strength reigns supreme.

The strong can destroy heaven and earth, while the weak are as insignificant as ants.

Zhou Yuan, who transmigrated here, had been nothing more than a rich second-generation layabout. If he couldn't become a powerful martial artist, all he could do was inherit his family's ferocious-beast farm, a few houses and cars, and several hundred acres of land.

"Sure, it's not as good as being a powerful martial artist, but it's still way better than being a corporate drone!"

Zhou Yuan couldn't help exclaiming.

Just as Zhou Yuan was planning to give up on becoming an unparalleled powerhouse and inherit the family business...

"Ding!"

Congratulations, Host, you've awakened the Food Immortal Body System.

Zhou Yuan had already decided to lie flat, but he struggled up from his young aunt's ample embrace, deciding he could still put in a little effort.

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