High Martial: From the Start, I Slay the Green Snake, and Gods and Ghosts Beg for Mercy

[Decisive and ruthless] [Cold-blooded and merciless] [Slay every ghost and god] The pace is a little slow from the start, but it gets better as it goes. Read fourteen chapters in one sitting and I guarantee you'll love it. If you don't, come back and take it out on me! Jing Tao transmigrated to a High Martial world and was fretting over how he could never get enough to eat when a sexy beauty showed up at his door late at night with takeout. “It smells so good, but eating a person would be wrong, wouldn't it?” He caught the woman's alluring scent and struggled with the temptation. Suddenly, the beauty transformed into a green snake demon and tried to swallow him whole. His golden finger activated instantly. The kitchen cleaver lying on the ground flew into his hand. The moment he touched it, it became a divine weapon, and with one slash he cut the green snake in half. “You dare kill me? My companions won't let you get away with this!” “What? You have accomplices too? That's wonderful!” Jing Tao rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining with excitement. Stir-fried snake, chicken-turtle-fish stew, rabbit and rat hot pot… The green snake and her companions all became food for Jing Tao. To get more food, Jing Tao resolutely joined Bureau 749 and began his hunt for the supernatural. Water-spitting zombies, bewitching fox demons, tree spirits called Penghou… He killed them all and ate them. The more he ate, the stronger he became, and he plundered the monsters' spells like crazy. From then on, monsters and demons of every kind had no peace. They were forced to flee for their lives. “Run! That's all I have to say. The more I say, the more it hurts. Jing Tao really does kill, and he never leaves anyone alive!” … One day, the last surviving ten-thousand-year-old demon patriarch knelt before Jing Tao and wept. “Please, stop killing! Any more and we'll really go extinct, and then you'll have nothing left to eat!” Jing Tao stroked his chin, lost in thought. “I've killed all the demons and ghosts. I wonder if gods taste good?”