The Path to Immortality Begins with Jiangshi

When I awoke, I was inside a coffin, my limbs rigid and my heart silent.

After a hundred years feeding on soil and a thousand years worshipping the moon, I became a zombie wandering the mountains and wilds.

The memories that remained told me that, born human, I should have the full range of emotions and desires. Yet my icy instincts howled that all things under heaven were prey, fit for blood.

With fox spirits and ghosts as neighbors and mountain demons as friends, I sought the path to immortality in this strange and wondrous world of the supernatural, all in the body of a zombie.

They say the undead stand beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements, outcasts rejected by heaven and earth.

But I would use this undying body to absorb the earth's energy and the moon's radiance, refine yin malice and yang thunder, and forge a path no one had ever taken before: the path of an immortal through shedding my corpse!