They Stole My Supreme Bone from the Start, So I Helped Him Become a Saint

This is a world where the Dao and the fate of the nation are intertwined, and also a world that drives cultivators to despair. The laws of heaven and earth are restricted, and each realm has a fixed limit on how many people it can contain. As long as those above have not fallen, those below will never get their chance to rise. While the mighty slaughter one another in a bloody fight to advance, Ji Zhao is lounging in a reclining chair, listening to the System’s rewards continually chime in. “Cultivating immortality is exhausting. Just draw the rewards directly, it’s much faster.”