Cultivating Immortality on the Uncanny Path: One Year of Dao Practice Every Day

Li Yan transmigrated to a bizarre world.

Here, ordinary people were like stalks of straw, food for cultivators.

Some used wicked magic to harm others, while others protected the people around them.

This world was home to demons, ghosts, humans, and gods, as well as folk songs passed down through the ages.

When the night moon rises, take an umbrella before going out. When the black sun appears, hide away.

When red mist clouds your vision, keep your windows shut. Don’t let the blood rain fall on you.

As the four calamities passed down in folk tales appeared one by one, the uncanny descended.

Fortunately, Li Yan cultivated at an astonishing speed, gaining a year’s worth of cultivation in just one day...

From then on, he fought his way out of the uncanny chaos. Before he knew it, he had become the greatest calamity in the world.