[High-Martial Beasts + Spiritual Qi Revival + Ruthless, No Saintly Heroics] Chu Xian thought he could lie flat and live to eighty. Then he discovered that the world had gone mad.
Lifespan days are hard currency. Cultivation consumes them, and testing your talent, buying techniques, or purchasing rare treasures all require enough lifespan to pay for them. Even if you lie flat and do absolutely nothing all day, one day is automatically deducted.
Are you going to compete?
No?
Fine.
When your lifespan runs out, you die.
After spiritual qi revived, everyone started competing like mad. Everyone became a gambler betting their lifespan.
And Chu Xian has D-grade, good-for-nothing aptitude, the kind that the whole world says won't live past forty.
But no one knows he's a zombie, and not just any zombie: he's an immortal bone, the ancestor of all zombies.
He can turn anyone with a single bite. The more zombies there are, the stronger he gets, and he can transfer damage to them to take the hit for him.
Years later, Chu Xian gazed at his dense zombie army and pointed toward the stars and the sea.
"The one thing this world never runs short of is bad people."
