The Dao of the Uncanny: Grafting My Way to Immortality

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After transmigrating to the Great Yu, Zheng Yang looked at his four hands and gave a bitter smile. “How can a person have four arms?”

As his memories unfolded, Zheng Yang realized that this world was deeply bizarre.

People cultivated by grafting limbs and organs onto their bodies, using them to gain extraordinary abilities.

The Eight-Armed Demon, the Sleepless Hundred-Eyed One, the Golden Vajra Art of Dead Skin, the Spirit-Nurturing Womb, Eyes Growing in the Ears, the Many-Mouthed Feeding Technique, the Five-Organ Ghost-Nurturing Art, the Twelve-Vertebra Sword...

Every single one of these cultivation methods involved grafting.

At first, Zheng Yang looked at his meager remaining lifespan, then at how compatible the limbs on the corpse before him were with his body. He sighed and drew his long saber.

Many centuries later, Zheng Yang had eight arms, a hundred eyes blinking all over his body, a pair of bone wings on his back, and shadowy figures faintly visible in the five organs in his chest. Countless mouths opened and closed inside his own, while more than a dozen faces on his legs wept and laughed.

Sitting atop a mountain peak and watching the clouds roil in the distance, he gave another bitter smile. “How did my cultivation turn me into this?”