Shen Gongbao: Senior Sister, Don't Be Like This!

Shen Gongbao never expected that on his very first day after transmigrating as the unlucky fall guy of Investiture of the Gods, his senior sister Cihang would pin him to a bed of cold jade.

“Bear with it, Junior Brother. Your Nine Yin Calamity Body was born to suffer the calamity on behalf of the Chan Sect.”

Shen Gongbao laughed.

“Fellow Daoist, please stay your steps.”

At those five words, Cihang's killing calamity reversed, her cultivation fell into disarray, and she went into seclusion on the spot.

[Calamity Fortune Plunder System activated]

[Rule One: Anyone who touches the Host becomes bound to their calamity fortune.]

[Rule Two: The Host can transfer, plunder, or rewrite the bound person's death calamity.]

Shen Gongbao rode off on his black leopard, Wuyan, fleeing Kunlun before crashing headlong into White Bone Cave on Skeleton Mountain.

Madam Shiji pressed her five clawed fingers against his dantian, eager to taste the calamity body.

Instead, the calamity fortune shattered the bottleneck she'd been stuck at for three hundred years. The inked prophecy of her death, “killed by Taiyi,” began to fade.

“What are you, exactly?”

“Someone destined to die in another's place on the Investiture of the Gods.” Shen Gongbao twirled his mustache with both hands and took a deep breath. “But now, anyone who touches me gets dragged into a calamity.”

Thus began the greatest fall guy in the prehistoric world on his journey to plunder calamity fortune.

The Chan Sect wants him dead? He transfers the killing calamity, so whoever strikes becomes its victim.

The Jie Sect wants to use him? His bone markings bind them. Once they've entered the calamity, they can't back out.

As for those lofty female immortals...

Sorry, touch me, and your life belongs to me.