After a Hundred Years Guarding the Tomb, I Emerge as an Immortal

Penniless and down on my luck, I take a job at the West Suburb Cemetery. I only want to lie flat and tend graves, but then I awaken the [Tomb of Reincarnation] System. While my classmates congratulate themselves on awakening E-rank abilities, I sign in with a hundred-year-old boxing master and gain a century's worth of internal cultivation. While nations fight tooth and nail over treasures, I sweep the grave of a top hacker and obtain the backdoor key to an ancient ruin. I only wanted to keep my head down until the end of time, but karma has me tangled up in everything. It turns out all the world's secrets are buried in my cemetery. A thousand years later, the apocalypse arrives. The gods discover in horror that the world's last hope is the gravedigger who has spent a thousand years sweeping the cemetery…! [Enter with a lantern, and the ages follow] “I watch over winter on earth and the world's glory, as frost and snow blanket my hands and a lamp burns through the night.” Two theme songs were written especially for this book. Thank you to everyone who has opened it. Search the song titles on Bilibili: “Lantern on the Tombstone, Illuminating the Mortal World”: Dedicated to Chen Fan, who watched over the world for a thousand years. It is the only light in a lonely cemetery, and his confession after seeing through life's vicissitudes. “Spark of Humanity”: A blazing tribute to his apprentice Lin Nian. It is the warmth passed down through bitter years, and the bond between master and disciple that transcends life and death. Chen Fan was once merely a spectator to time, but one encounter led him to embrace the warmth of the human world. The cemetery is not the end, but the starting point of the stars' journey through all creation. May you live long and be treated with kindness. This is Chen Fan's cultivation, and an account of ten thousand years of solitude. Thank you to everyone who has opened this book. May the journey ahead through the stars leave spring breezes in your heart, even after all the coldness you have seen.