Life Debt Record

My name is Shen Gu, a collector of corpses from mass graves, and a homeless man without a document. I haven't seen a spiritual stone in seventeen years. That night, Qingxuanmen's flying swords dropped several "wasted medicine slaves" from the sky. Among them, there was a little girl who was still alive. She held my sleeve tightly and stuffed half a bronze medal into my palm, with the words "Qingxuan·Wai·Qishisan" engraved on it. The law enforcement team saw my face. When the tip of the sword touched my throat, the birthmark on the back of my neck burned. At that moment, I saw: above the head of the sword-wielding Foundation-Building monk, there were three big blood-red characters, Life Debt·Three Shiqi. My hand touched his wrist. A wisp of dark blue spiritual current was forcefully pulled out of his body and poured into my meridians. His cultivation level plummeted on the spot, and he fell to his knees screaming: "You... What the hell are you?!" I don't know who I am. But I know one thing. In this world, it is legal for an immortal family to kill unregistered civilians to seize their spiritual roots. They call this "the order of heaven." And I can see how many lives everyone owes. I want to take back the cultivation I have accumulated with human lives one by one.