[The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation] The Great Necromancer

I'm terrible at writing blurbs.

What if Wei Wuxian fell into the Burial Mounds and, instead of finding a secret manual, met a living necromancer?

Wei Wuxian's instinct to flirt with handsome men kicked in: What a cute young man! How old are you?

The necromancer tilted his head, counted all ten of his fingers, then all ten of his toes. Under Wei Wuxian's suspicious gaze, which suggested he might be intellectually disabled, he hesitated before answering, "Was it thirteen thousand or fourteen thousand? I can't remember exactly."

Wei Wuxian: I think I met someone who's genuinely intellectually disabled.

Later... Wei Wuxian: Turns out I'm the one who's intellectually disabled.

Jin Guangyao: Hahahaha, you all looked down on me! Now the cultivation clans are gone, and I'm still the exalted Chief Cultivator! What are you all worth!

The necromancer: My newly taken-on apprentice and housekeeper is pretty useful. I just wish he wouldn't waste his time on romance. What's so interesting about men and women getting together? Is it more interesting than knowledge? Is it broader than magic?

Theme: Love yourself before loving others, and save yourself before saving others.