Infinite Cultivation: From the Start, Setting a Fire at White Bone Slope

I crashed down onto a wasteland strewn with bones. In the distance, I heard demonic beasts gnawing on corpses.

In the black-mist forest, a group of cursed cultivators were closing in.

Suddenly, a baby started crying in my arms. I looked down and realized it was the “bonus item” that came with my transmigration.

“Keep quiet!” I clamped a hand over the baby’s mouth and felt for the only thing at my waist: a lighter.

When the bone wolves pounced, I summoned every ounce of strength to light a torch. “Who says I can’t cultivate immortality?”

“With a mortal’s body, I’ll burn every last demon and monster to ash!”