[Cautious cultivation] + [Lighthearted and humorous] + [No female lead] + [A touch of ensemble cast] + [Doesn't behave like a decent person] + [No System or golden finger] + [Tempting fate] Enter at your own risk
Feng Jinglan, a rich college student in modern society, was reincarnated into the cultivation world after a car accident, becoming a... uh... little chick with a Golden Core from the start?
[Feng Jinglan, the person in question: I really wanted to call the cops at the time...]
*sigh* Fine, a little chick it is.
After breaking through and advancing a realm, his soul and bloodline had clearly absorbed abundant spiritual energy from heaven and earth, yet it only lingered on the surface. His power dwindled day by day, his source divine flame grew dim, his strength gradually peeled away, and his vitality slowly ebbed...
Feng Jinglan: Wait, why am I getting closer to death the more I cultivate?
Then I'll just stop cultivating. That should work, right?
What? I'll die even if I don't cultivate?
What the hell do you want from me?
Just as Feng Jinglan was losing his mind trying to figure it out, he slipped (??) while being pursued and fell into a ravine, where he stumbled upon an opportunity that finally explained everything.
The next day.
With a demon core in his left hand and a ball of a dead god's soul in his right, Feng Jinglan chewed and grumbled:
So I have to survive the tribulation and ascend to live, huh? That mere divine realm, your grandpa is coming right now.
