[Mortal Cultivation + Overpowered Protagonist + Subverting Expectations + Lighthearted Power Fantasy + Decisive and Ruthless + Smart Protagonist + Everyone Misreads Him + Waiting to Loot the Dead + Free Power-Ups]
Chen Mo transmigrates to the cultivation world as a good-for-nothing with four spirit roots. For three years, he collects corpses at a funeral home.
Until one day, he touches a corpse.
[Ding! Claimed second-level Qi Refining cultivation, a fragmentary Breath Concealment Art, and 37 copper coins.]
He can see everyone's countdown to death, as well as the inheritance they'll drop when they die.
And so the entire cultivation world changes.
While others toil in cultivation for a hundred years to break through one level, he sits nearby munching sunflower seeds, waiting for a mighty cultivator to pass away so he can level up on the spot.
At the sect tournament, the geniuses fight tooth and nail for first place. He sits beneath the stage taking notes: These two will kill each other after their match. Remember to stake out the spot.
In secret-realm expeditions, everyone scrambles for treasures. He heads straight for the places with the highest death rate, waiting to pick up the leftovers.
Someone tries to kill him, only to suffer a cultivation deviation and die the moment they draw their sword. A female cultivator looks down on him, then gets killed by a rival in love. An old monster goes into seclusion to break through to Nascent Soul, then falls to his death on the steps on the very first day after emerging.
The whole cultivation world is baffled: Why does someone die wherever Chen Mo goes? And why is it always the one with the highest cultivation?
Chen Mo crouches beside a Nascent Soul old monster who has just breathed his last, feels the corpse, then looks up with an honest smile:
“Don't rush. Get in line. I'll take all your inheritances.”
It's so bad, it's outrageous
There's really no logic
It's a mess with no logic at all.