One Month to Live, and I Become the King of Hell in the Mortal Realm!

“Doctor, if I don't get treatment, how much time do I have left?”

“One month, no more than six weeks at most.”

Su Qi never imagined that at just eighteen, he would be bound to the words “end-stage blood cancer.”

He was unwilling to accept it, but there was nothing he could do.

The cruelty of reality was like a giant hand, trapping him with no strength to fight back.

Perhaps it was a gift from fate. When he walked out of the hospital, he suddenly noticed something new in his eyes: the Book of Life and Death.

The remaining lifespans of all living beings were laid bare before him.

He could see the countless evils committed by people in this world.

By slaying the souls of the wicked, he could claim their remaining years and be rewarded with merit.

Su Qi didn't consider himself a saint, but he understood one thing: those who did evil shouldn't be rewarded with good fortune.

Those guilty of monstrous crimes, hiding in the shadows?

Those wielding power and wealth, believing themselves above the law?

If the laws of the living couldn't punish them, then they would face the judgment of the King of Hell.

But Su Qi soon discovered that this world wasn't nearly as simple as he'd imagined.

As strange beasts from the Classic of Mountains and Seas appeared one after another, and the will of the gods returned to the world,

it seemed that the wheels of fate had already begun to turn.