Stealing Immortal Fate

At the age of ten, he was sold to a landlord by his gambling-addicted father and thrown into a dark, lightless mine. For six years, he slept beside corpses, lived among filth, and watched countless people rot away like weeds. Then, at sixteen, deep in the mine, he stumbled upon a corpse that had died in meditation, clutching a book titled The Immortal Harmony Sect, a forbidden cultivation art monopolized by the immortal cultivation clans.

At forty-five, he forced his way into cultivation using the fragmentary manual, gained sixty years of life, tore the mine guards apart with his bare hands, and slaughtered his way out of the prison. But once he reached the outside world, he learned that mortals who cultivate immortality are branded as demons. With no spiritual roots, no resources, and no legacy, he became a “blasphemer against the immortals,” hunted by the cultivation clans. To carve out a sliver of hope for survival, he became a demon of the night, targeting cultivators who strayed alone, stealing their cultivation and devouring their magical treasures. He grew stronger through battle, leaving blood in his wake at every step.

“If the immortal path has no place for me, then I’ll forge my own demonic path!”

From mine slave to demon lord, he had spent half his life biding his time and killing without mercy. Even cultivators stronger than him trembled at the name of “Demon.”