I Trained in Martial Arts by Burning My Lifespan, and Somehow Killed an Immortal

Jiang Chuan transmigrates into the chaotic era of the Wu Dynasty. War rages everywhere, brutal bandits rule the mountains, and the people live in misery. Fortunately, he can gain his master's innate divine ability simply by becoming their disciple, improve his martial arts by spending his lifespan, and raise their potential limit by killing his bandit masters. A saying spreads through the martial world: If you want to die, become Jiang Chuan's master! From [Tiger-Rending Claw] to [Four Directions Heaven-Prisoning Hand], from [Ape-Climbing Step] to [Free and Easy Journey]. Imperial authority has fallen into decline, and no one cares about the people's suffering. Yet behind the warlords who dominate this chaotic age lies a world beyond imagination. When the realm is finally united, Jiang Chuan sits in his courtyard and looks back. Every step of his journey has been made over his masters' gravestones. He spits out the last bone of the [Fusang Golden Crow] and smiles faintly at the sky. "Fellow Daoist, I feel we've hit it off. How about becoming my master?" In an instant, the Nine Heavens Cloud-Thunder Formation surges with radiant light, sending a rare beast flying toward the courtyard. Jiang Chuan flicks a finger, and the beast lands in the mountains. "That's more like it. Immortals should raise immortal birds. Don't meddle in the affairs of the mortal world."