I Kill the Immortal with Mortal Bones

On a bloody rainy night in Qingyang City, Yunhe, the son of a carpenter, watched his whole family being slaughtered with his own eyes - the monks from Xuanyin Valley crushed the last glimmer of light in his ordinary life in order to seize the ancestral "Ling Jade". Amid his sister Yun Xi's trembling cry, he clutched the blood-stained jade fragment tightly and finally understood: in the eyes of immortal cultivators, the lives of mortals are not even as good as a piece of grass. But who stipulates that ordinary people have to be ants all their lives? The fragments of the spiritual jade penetrated into his palm, and the hot spiritual power tore apart the shackles of the mortal body. He stood up from the pool of blood, hugged his trembling sister, and embarked on the muddiest road to immortality.