One mu of land, 1,237 ears of wheat. That was all he had.
He Chen was a farmer who had been poor for half his life. He had only just managed to marry. He thought life would be like counting ears of wheat, one by one, and that things would keep getting better.
Until Ma Kui of the Green Wolf Gang killed Xiu Niang with a single palm strike.
He leaped off a cliff with his wife’s body in his arms, and by chance touched the legacy of the Great Emperor Jintu from a billion years ago: the Soul-Burning Art.
What was the price? White hair, a thirst for blood, blurred memories, bestial transformation, a hundred souls haunting him...
With every breakthrough, he moved one step farther from being human and one step closer to becoming a monster.
But he had to grow stronger. He had to take revenge.
Ten drops of heart’s blood, ten inheritors, one earth-shattering conspiracy.
Some went mad, some died, some had their bodies taken over, and one, at the final moment, offered his neck to He Chen’s sickle.
“My name is He Chen. My wife’s name was Xiu Niang. She liked red flowers.”
Six hundred years later, he stood before the ascension passage, his hair completely white, with nothing left in his arms but a comb.
The wind blew by, carrying the scent of wheat fields.
✓ Kills without indiscriminate slaughter ✓ A system of five side effects and their costs ✓ Combat exploits revealed by counting ears of wheat ✓ Xiu Niang does not come back to life ✓ A conspiracy built on pitting people against one another ✓ A complete outline for a million-word novel
The writing is very good and I look forward to the follow-up development.