I Rose to Immortality by Planting Graves

My upcoming new story, He Catches Ghosts Through Painting, is looking for a new home. Please give it a read~

Blurb:

(Some parts of this story aren't written well. They reflect the wrong turns I once took, so feel free to skip chapters if anything makes you uncomfortable. The ending is happy.)

Literary title: Strange Tales of the Immortals

She began as a tiny drop of water, blessed with koi-like luck. By a twist of fate, she cultivated until she took human form. But good fortune doesn't simply fall from the sky. Her master told her she had to descend to the mortal realm and complete a mission. Only after earning enough merit could she officially join the ranks of the immortals.

Her master was a cheat. While she was in heaven, he had promised her a clean thatched cottage and an acre of good farmland. But when she descended to the mortal realm, what she got was a haunted house. The so-called farmland was a mass grave behind it.

And so she embarked on an unusual path to immortality.

Other people have homes in the land of the living and good farmland. She has a haunted house and a desolate graveyard. Others till the land; she digs graves. Others grow vegetables; she grows corpses. Others walk their dogs; she walks ghosts.

One day, she meets a wandering Taoist priest. He always seems to show up just in time whenever she gets into danger, and in his spare time, he likes petting cats and dogs. Later, she discovers that the priest has another identity. And his cat is actually a tiger, while his dog is actually a wolf...

[Power Couple] A devoted, aloof wandering Taoist priest x a bold, dazzling young rogue cultivator

The heroine's skills: grave digging, corpse raising, fortune-telling

The hero's skills: petting cats, petting dogs, alchemy

Reading Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, happy ending, mutual secret crush.

2. Traditional xianxia themes, but not a typical cultivation story. There are quite a few original worldbuilding details.

New story: He Catches Ghosts Through Painting

In an age overrun by spirits and monsters, every cultivator has a special trick for catching demons. Some use swords to slay them; others rely on talismans to drive out evil.

When faced with all kinds of ghosts, monsters, and corpses, Ming Tang has only... a brush. The kind used for painting.

Still, he seems pretty good at it.

Whatever he paints looks just like the real thing, and anything he paints comes to life

When they go to capture a great demon, it locks everyone up!

With the group at a loss, Ming Tang... paints a key.

He's skilled at perspective and breaking down compositions

When they go to capture a great demon, it disappears without a trace.

Ming Tang: "You run, I chase. You'll never get away~~~"

His eyes are as precise as a ruler. He stares~~~~ Target locked!

He practices hard, and his hands are incredibly steady

Even when he's not catching demons, Ming Tang works extremely hard, practicing with his brush from dawn to dusk every day. His hands are steady and have great stamina!

The gong (with a wicked grin): "Oh? Hehehe!"

Ming Tang: "Hey, wait. Why does it seem like this skill is being used in a weird way???"

Theme: No matter how dark life gets, the light in human nature can always be seen.