The Day I Became a Spirit Medium, the King of Hell Became Mine

[If it’s not good, hit me + decisive and ruthless + smart protagonist + no saintly do-gooder + invincible + no cliches + the ultimate power fantasy] The night I was born, the spirit altar in our home exploded for no reason, and all the summoned immortals vanished without a trace by morning. My grandfather’s face changed. To find out why, he risked his life to summon Hu Santaiye. Hu Santaiye said I owed the King of Hell a life. As the saying goes, anyone who owes the King of Hell is despised by gods and hated by ghosts. When I turned eighteen, the King of Hell would reclaim my life. From then on, the Liu family’s connection to the immortals would be severed forever! But before Hu Santaiye left, he told my grandfather that if I could survive my eighteenth birthday and then endure nine calamities and eighteen trials, I could restore that connection. My grandfather was overjoyed. Before he died, he entrusted me to his closest friend, the King of Feng Shui, Li Taichang. The eighteen-year deadline has arrived. Tonight is the night the King of Hell comes to claim my life!