Jiangshi: With Heaven-Defying Comprehension, I Cultivate the General's Arts from the Start

He was reborn as an unregistered disciple at the Ren Family Town funeral home, where his job was to keep the eternal lamps lit for the dead.

Tonight, a long-legged beauty showed up at the funeral home: Ma Xiaoling of the Exorcist Dragon Clan. She'd been injured fighting a flying zombie and had come to borrow some glutinous rice.

The signature white skirt she wore to battle demons had a side zipper that had come undone by half an inch, revealing a glimpse of pale skin.

Ding! Ma Xiaoling's energy is in disarray. A choice has been triggered!

A: Hand her some glutinous rice and say, "Miss Ma, your clothes are coming undone." Reward: Uncle Jiu's favorability +1.

B: Go in to "help treat her injuries," press a major acupoint at her waist with your fingertip, and channel energy into her. Reward: Ma Xiaoling's embarrassment +999, unlock the Bloodline of Generalissimo Jiang, Uncle Jiu gawking outside the window.

I choose B. My finger had barely touched that smooth patch of skin when Ma Xiaoling's demon-subduing staff went "thrum" and fell to the floor.

"...Kid," she said, her voice a little hoarse. "Where are you putting your hand?"

Outside the window, the Eight Trigrams mirror in Uncle Jiu's hand cracked with a snap.

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