He was nothing more than a nobody, the kind of guy customers cursed out with, “Can’t the internet cafe tech fix a computer?” Then a mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind: “Kill an Earth Immortal and absorb three hundred years of cultivation. Bury the corpse to claim the obsession it held in life and turn it into a divine ability. Fulfill a mortal’s final wish… and you can collect their entire chain of causality?” As he crouched by an alley to bury a Qi Refining cultivator who had suddenly dropped dead, a ball of ghostly flame sprang from his palm. It was the dead man’s long-coveted Heaven-Burning Art. As the moonlight turned blood-red in the Primordial Era, Chen Xuan rubbed his aching dantian and grinned. “They’re fighting over fragments of the laws? Me, I’m going to devour the rules of this whole world.”
Pitch 2:
“The Jade Void Sect’s prodigy was pinned in the mud, blood rising in his throat. ‘You… you’re just an internet cafe tech!’ Chen Xuan crushed his golden core, and the System’s notification rang in his ear: [Devoured the cultivation of a ninth-stage Earth Immortal. Acquired the complete Supreme Clarity True Art.] He brushed the dust off his work pants, then crouched beside the corpse and started digging again. Burying the dead could claim their obsessions? Last time, he buried a mad Taoist and gained the Art of Reading Qi. He buried a dying embroiderer and unlocked Causal Threads, which could even lead him straight to the whereabouts of the Demonic Sect’s hall master. Then, one night, a woman in white came flying on her sword, its tip pressed to his heart. ‘I’m Su Jiuli of the Jiuli survivors. You devoured the obsession of a traitor to my people… Do you dare help me devour the false saint who destroyed my clan?’ Chen Xuan wiped the tip of the sword…
