Uncle Nine: You Asked Me to Carry the Coffin, So Why Am I Making a Flying Jiangshi by Hand?

[Uncle Jiu fanfiction + seizing opportunities + demonic corpse mastery + ruthless action + scheming behind the scenes] Jiang Wang brings with him the legacy of the Corpse Controlling Sect from his past life and memories of the story’s future. After his soul transmigrates into a world where the Uncle Jiu stories have merged, he becomes a destitute laborer in Ren Family Town, barely able to feed himself. In this age of declining spiritual energy, Daoist arts are fading, and cultivators of the mystic arts struggle to get by. But the Heavenly Corpse True Art that Jiang Wang cultivates lets him seize corpse energy, refine corpse kings, and attain immortality through the power of ten thousand corpses! To everyone else, jiangshi are a disaster. To him, they are cultivation resources delivered right to his door! [Seize Old Master Ren]: Secretly plant a blood seal and refine the future top-grade hairy jiangshi into his life-bound corpse, right under Uncle Jiu’s nose! [Seize the Imperial Jiangshi]: Claim the fortune of heavenly lightning and refine it into a flying thunder corpse that fears neither sunlight nor storms! [Seize Ren Tiantang]: Combine Western medicine with Eastern corpse-refining arts to create a mutated corpse king unlike anything seen before! Ren Tiantang, the Xiangxi Corpse King, the Six-Winged Centipede, the ancient tomb at Pingshan, the Insect Valley of Yunnan… The demon-haunted forbidden places that everyone else avoids are all Jiang Wang’s corpse-refining treasuries. Only when the mysterious Closed-Eye Church begins gathering corpse veins across the land do the Maoshan Daoists realize that the terrifying jiangshi they should have personally destroyed are all standing behind Jiang Wang. On the mass grave, golden talismans blazing with thunder and fire come crashing down. But Old Master Ren suddenly turns around and shields Jiang Wang with his iron-hard, copper-skinned body! Uncle Jiu tightens his grip on his coin sword and shouts angrily: “Refining corpses and controlling souls, defying the order of yin and yang. Aren’t you afraid of Heaven’s wrath?” Jiang Wang raises his hand and drives in the final soul-suppressing nail. Behind him, the horde of corpses opens its eyes as one. “You kill jiangshi and earn merit.” “I refine jiangshi to seek immortality.” “As for Heaven’s wrath…” Jiang Wang looks up and smiles. “When it comes, I’ll refine it too!”