Above Immortals and Mortals

Greedy Little Ghost: This thing is called an eyeball. Eat it and you’ll have a full belly.

Flag-Waving Little Ghost: Whittle a piece of wood three feet long, then hang a soul banner from it.

Tea-Serving Little Ghost: I have a tea scripture. Read it and you can attain immortality.

Coffin-Carrying Little Ghost: Sir, fortune comes with a coffin.

Life-Stealing Little Ghost: Shall I send you a clock today?

Long-Tongued Little Ghost: The elder in charge of passing down techniques was caught with the wife of the elder in charge of punishments, having an affair in their cave...

After waking up one day, Song Ji had become a disciple of the immortal sect’s Six-Eyed Tower.

He had planned to focus on cultivation and grow stronger bit by bit, so he could survive in this world.

But he suddenly discovered that he was merely a spare eyeball, ready to be eaten at any moment.

An eye for an eye.

Fortunately, he still had a Jade Tablet of a Hundred Ghosts. As long as he killed monsters and evil spirits, little ghosts would bring him all kinds of items.

That would let him gradually grow stronger and escape his desperate predicament.

That year, Song Ji was nineteen, standing like an ant.