Qingming Family

They thought ascending was the way out, but in fact they were entering a bigger slaughterhouse. Lin Yuan died once. In that "little sacrifice", he watched his friend being drained and cultivated like ripe wheat. On the verge of death, something awakens deep in his spine - a piece of Styx bone from ancient resentment, which can swallow other people's human wounds and tamper with the cause and effect of death. The price is that every time it is used, it becomes one step closer to "inhuman". He crawled back to the Yunyuan Lin family and found that his family was more like a dying person than he was: his ancestors secretly learned forbidden arts, and the whole family was cursed with an inheritance curse - half of the men in each generation would die in infancy, and the women would die violently. Imprisoned in the dungeon is the aunt who volunteered to bear the curse for the whole family. She is the family's last "battery". The three-thousand-year festival is approaching, and the upper levels begin to clear the place. The cannon fodder family can either offer their children to be made into "human elixirs", or all members of the cannon fodder family can be included in the harvest list. Lin Yuan took over as the head of the family, lame, insensible, and carrying a bone that could break at any time. He didn't have the strength to overturn the table, but he could make the legitimate son of a noble family who was forced to surrender the human elixir suddenly die "accidentally", and the sect that was forced to surrender slaves could be purged from the upper echelons. The blood of three generations is folded into a key. When the two grandchildren stand at the crossroads of "integrating into the way of heaven" and "breaking the cage"—— Only then did he understand: In cultivating a family, one person has never been able to shoulder everything. Everyone is a ladder to each other. Even if the end of this ladder is to build oneself into a tombstone. —— After three thousand years of harvest, no one has seen the real sky. They call it ascension. But where have all those who ascended gone?