(Alternate world + fantasy + transmigration + golden finger + political intrigue + stylish combat + humor + wild imagination + no harem + decisive killing + pretending to be weak while hiding one’s strength)
After living to ninety-nine and dying of old age, Qingtian thought his life had ended perfectly.
But after drinking barely half a bowl of Granny Meng’s soup by the Bridge of Forgetfulness, reincarnation suddenly collapsed. The remnants of his past-life soul became his golden finger in this life.
It grants him all kinds of superpowers and unlocks the world’s top cultivation techniques.
Through a series of adventures, he gradually uncovers the origins of this world and unravels the mystery of the spatial rifts.
Then he tumbles headfirst into a dark world where beastmen rule supreme.
He wakes up in rusty shackles, skin and bones.
Humans are “outsiders” who emerged from the spatial rifts, the lowest of slave laborers, whose lives are worth less than grass. Beastmen kill them on a whim.
You want to crush me like an insect? Ask the twin blades in my hands first.
In the arena, he seized all five hundred taels and bet them in one go, declaring before the crowd: “I’ll take on ten!”
His blades are coated with anesthetic, and his Heavenly Eye spots weakness. Ordinary martial artists are felled with a single strike, while even the awakened champion who won ten fights in a row is worn down to defeat.
One man against ten, a flawless slaughter. The whole arena is stunned!
The commander of the city defense forces personally steps in to recruit him, offering him a squad leader’s position and a monthly salary of one hundred taels, putting him above ordinary beastmen in status.
No one knows that the body of this young man houses the soul of a century-old fox.
The secrets of sacred fruits, the dangers of Thunder Ruins, the truth behind the spatial rifts…
The old ancestor treats you like family, while you try to outsmart him.
If this world has no rules, I’ll create them.
If there are no gods, I’ll become one.
Pretty woo woo woo woo... Let's see if anyone can guess the author's imagination