The Great Ming Fate Hunter

During the Jiajing reign of the Great Ming, Japanese pirates swarm the southeastern coast like locusts. Wherever they pass, villages are reduced to scorched earth and bones lie exposed in the wilderness. Zhao Shanhe arrives in this world and discovers that this Great Ming differs slightly from the one in history. Japanese pirates plague the southeast, the Qing demons menace the northeast, and the Way of Heavenly Principle holds sway in the heartland. This world is not merely in chaos. It seems to be plagued by all kinds of bizarre spirits and monsters… And he has become a refugee beneath the Japanese pirates’ blades, scraping out a bare existence in a corpse-collecting camp. Every day, he lives among severed limbs. Every night, he falls asleep to the stench of blood and decay. His life is worth less than grass, and all he sees is hell. Until a Fate Template appears in his mind, allowing him to see the fates that linger on the dead: [Battle-Scarred Spear]: Retains the courage of a hardened veteran. Absorbing it grants a minor combat skill. [Blood of a Grievous Lament]: Condenses the will of the dead, steeped in overwhelming injustice. Absorbing it may draw the attention of a hundred ghosts… In this world, human lives are no more than insects, but fate has become a currency more valuable than gold and silver! The powerful seek [Boundless Longevity] to protect their fortunes and prolong their lives. Warlords crave [Dominion Over All] to forge invincible armies. Heretical cultivators refine [Ghostly Wraiths] to glimpse the secrets of immortality… And he, a “filthy slave” scavenging in heaps of corpses, holds the key to stealing fate and seizing fortune! From an [Ant] who gathers the corpses of Japanese pirates to one who commands the fate of [Ten Thousand Soldiers], he cleaves through the waves and crushes the pirates. From a [Pack Animal] oppressed by his superiors to one bearing the ferocious fate of [Vengeance Without Fail], he repays every grudge a hundredfold. From a refugee whose life is [Drifting Duckweed] to one who gathers countless fates within himself, he strides across mountains of corpses and seas of blood, capturing every fate under Heaven! See how I, a mere corpse collector, capture fates, usurp fortune, and slay gods in this living hell, carving out a glorious path with blood and steel!