My name is Lin Mo, and I became the unluckiest transmigrator in the cultivation world.
From the start, the family spirit vein I inherited was mutating. Anyone in the clan who cultivated would go mad and grow tentacles.
Then I discovered that devouring this corruption could actually raise my cultivation!
"Ding! Absorbed the remnant will of an ancient god. Sanity +10%."
"Warning! Mutation progress has reached 79%..."
By day, I'm a righteous legend admired by all. By night, I become an indescribable entity that devours everything.
The aloof sword spirit clutches the hem of my clothes. "You... smell like Him."
The Lord of the Flesh whispers in my ear. "We're the same kind..."
As the entire cultivation world descends into madness:
Some choose to sever their emotions and desires,
Some embrace ascension through flesh and blood,
And I walk a third path beneath the twisted Heavenly Dao:
Fight poison with poison, devour the heavens!
