From the Jianghu of a Chaotic Era to Immortality

The moment he opened his eyes, Xie Fan had become the most hated man in town, but he had no time to care about that.

Right after that came the clubs crashing down on him, fists flying at his face, and knives stabbing him in the back.

There are no good people here. If you want to survive, you have to be vicious! Ruthless! And sharp-eyed!

Xie Fan, who had transmigrated into this world, could burn his own lifespan to improve the martial arts techniques he had mastered through deduction.

But ordinary people only live for a few decades. How much could he afford to burn?

Fortunately, he could also extend his lifespan by absorbing rare treasures and cultivating health-preserving techniques.

From [Dog-Beating Staff Technique] to [Vajra Demon-Subduing Staff];

from [Azure Thunder Sword Technique] to [True Art of Thunder Mastery];

from [Iron Shirt] to [Dharma Body Golden Form]…

Xie Fan: Now that’s what I call a master of lifespan management!

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At first, they called me “punk” and said I was a street thug and a scoundrel.

Then they called me “Brother Fan,” saying I was handsome and had a sharp eye.

Later, they called me “Lord Fan,” saying they had a bright future if they followed me.

In the end, they hailed me as “King Fan,” saying only I could bring peace to this chaotic world!

Yet as Xie Fan stood in the golden hall, with all beneath heaven bowing before him, he lifted his gaze to the ninth heaven above.

He’d heard the immortals up there all lived forever.

…

Time passed, and many years went by.

When they wrote histories and biographies, and built temples and carved statues;

when they lit long incense sticks and placed them in the censers;

when they bowed down and knelt, knocking their heads to the ground in reverence;

the name on their lips was… “Immortal of the Mortal Realm”!