I Just Became a Zombie King, and the Celestial Master Is Digging Me Out of My Coffin?

Diary of a Ming Dynasty Prince.

My name is Zhu Li, the ninth son of the Hongwu Emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang, and the Prince of Zhao. The history books make no mention of me. Perhaps the only people who know me are the old immortals in the superpowered world. To them, I am a national hero who drove out the barbarians.

I lived for a very long time. In pursuit of transcendence and ascension to immortality, I practiced the Nine Transformations of the Immortal Corpse. All I had to do was sleep for a thousand years to ascend. So I gathered many materials, sent Zheng He across the seas to Nason Island to bring back sacred tree wood by special means, and had a coffin made. Then I fell into a deep sleep.

But I never expected tomb raiders to dig me up while I slept, sometime in the twentieth century, and take me across the ocean to an island nation.

The Nine Transformations of the Immortal Corpse were broken. I had slept for six hundred years, with only four hundred more to go before I could ascend, and then tomb raiders ruined everything?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.