Survival? But I'm a Cultivator

After eighteen years of grinding away, Chu Xing finally joins an Immortal Academy. He assumes he'll spend the next few years there.

If he's lucky, after graduating from the Aperture-Opening Class, he'll have a respectable credential on his resume.

Then he'll choose between taking a job in an Immortal City and bullying rogue cultivators, or joining a sect with a decent reputation, where he can coast until he dies.

Until one day, two lines of text appear before his eyes.

[Please take note]

[Time remaining until the survival countdown ends: 24 hours]

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Survival scenario: In the year 3823 of the Dali era, the nomadic Xueyi people who occupy the north descend south from Snow God Mountain.

They break through three passes and destroy a hundred cities. As of today, the Xueyi army of 100,000 is at the gates of Shanyan City.

Shanyan City has few people and little food. It has no more than 800 able-bodied soldiers and a hundred inferior horses.

You are the city's ruler.

How will you survive with a massive army surrounding the city, too few soldiers and officers, little food and water, and low morale?

Chu Xing: "..."

[Defend the City Against Desperate Odds] [Kitchen God Ceremony] [Restricted Zone] [Shadow Market] [Guard the Stele]...

Many years later, someone asks, "What's the price of surviving again and again?"

"Not dying."

"And the price of staying alive?"

"Staying alive."

"Then what's the price of cultivating immortality?"

"Living long, with power."

"Why did you start cultivating immortality?"

"To survive."