Won't Live Past Thirty? I'll Borrow Time from Heaven

The people of the She Dao stronghold never live past thirty.

When A She was sixteen, he did the math: he had fourteen years left, and his younger sister had twenty-three. A way out wouldn't come walking into the mountains on its own. Someone would have to trade their life for it.

He went into the mountains to search for medicine, and stumbled into an ancient Gu cave sealed for three hundred years. On the brink of death, a Longevity Gu that had slept for a thousand years acknowledged him as its master. It fed on lifespan and thrived by devouring calamities. From then on, every time he grew stronger, his death drew one day closer.

This is a world where everyone dies. The Ninth Realm is the limit, and even Immortal Venerables grow old. Longevity medicine has a price, and stealing years from someone is a crime. Generation after generation, Immortal Venerables devoted their entire lives to it, yet none could unravel the words “lifespans must end.” A She knew nothing of the Great Dao. He only knew that if he had borrowed his life, he would have to make that debt count.

He would borrow years from Heaven, and collect every last one of them, with interest.