Xiu Xian, I Have a Small Black Bottle

[Mortal Flow] [Decisive Killing] [Traditional Cultivation of Immortality] The little black bottle allowed me to cultivate from a mortal to an immortal at the price of: Everyone who breaks through due to my elixir will die violently within a thousand years. I didn't know it at first, until my Taoist companion died, his disciples died suddenly, and the immortal friends I made met with disaster one after another. I read through hundreds of thousands of ancient books and finally found the truth in a forbidden place: "The source bottle of creation feeds on the cause and effect of all living beings." "Those who receive his kindness must repay it with their lives." The last line of small words on the bottom of the bottle made me feel cold all over: "Current karmic debt: nine thousand seven hundred and eighty three people." "There are still three years left until the catastrophe is settled." The first one on the list is the teammate I personally rescued from an ancient tomb when I was doing archeology on Earth.