I Hold Ninety Percent of the World's Misfortune

Li Mudi was born with bad luck, which meant he could just barely survive in the formation at the foot of the mountain.

He never expected the sect to come under attack, forcing him to leave the mountain.

The moment he stepped out, he was at the peak.

His bad-luck field activated, summoning rolling thunder.

A True Martial Realm expert was struck dead on the spot, while meteorites rained down from beyond the heavens and crushed countless people...

What? A saint's sword slash was coming from the horizon too? It pulverized a True Martial Realm expert.

Li Mudi glanced at the people dying in all sorts of ways ahead of him and raised an eyebrow. That's it? I thought they'd be tougher!

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