[Early days of the supernatural resurgence + slow, cautious growth + invasion by foreign ghosts]
He arrives in a world where the supernatural is just beginning to resurge. Before he’s even born, his own mother nearly kills him, and his golden finger is a System that can only assign missions. What can he do? Keep his head down and survive!
But something about his style seems a little off!
At three, he wields a Five-Thunder Ghost-Suppressing Talisman and subdues foreign ghosts.
At four, all ghosts pay homage, and a hundred spirits escort him.
At five, he founds his own sect and establishes a school of ghost cultivators.
At six, the world order collapses. Foreign ghosts attack humanity, and everyone is fleeing for their lives. He simply waves a hand. “What’s there to fear? Watch me punch them all the way back!”
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At eight: “Hey, you look pretty good, and your ghostly aura is powerful. How about becoming a general at my side and leading the Yin soldiers?”
The Ghost Emperor’s face darkens. “You little brat! I’m your father!”
This ghost baby is so weak