A Bone-Deep New World: I Wield Its Rules from the Grave

The Blood Moon descended, and the Bone-Eroding Earth devoured the world. I, Jiang Kuiyue, a folklore student, moved into the basement beside my grandmother's grave on the night of the Blood Moon, as she had instructed in her will. That night, the basement transformed before my eyes into a sinister old mansion, and my grandmother's gentle voice called to me from next door.

I soon discovered that only graveyards could withstand the fleshly soil that devoured everything and the monsters that peered into people's fears. But more terrifying than the monsters were the "original inhabitants" in the graves. My grandmother's obsession whispered behind the walls, and the dead wandered before the tombstones. I had to strike deals with them: fulfill their final wishes, and my territory would expand; break their taboos, and even death would be a luxury.

When Song Chenjue, a Taoist who claimed we were betrothed as children, knocked on the tomb gate with a bloodstained peachwood sword in hand; when the remnants of the state demanded to "take over" my home; and when I discovered that this catastrophe was connected to my mother, who had been missing for years, I realized that what I had inherited was not just a tomb mansion, but a bloodstained legacy.

From then on, I made the grave my home and laid down rules among the tombstones. Between humanity, the dead, and the planetary consciousness that was "giving birth," I had to find a way to survive.

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