I Hear the Ancestors' Instructions in the Imperial Mausoleum

Emergency room doctor Pei Yan woke up to find himself the posthumous son of Pei Lie, a famous general who had died in battle. His father's military achievements had been stolen by his deputy, and an imperial decree had stripped his memorial tablet of its honors. His mother and he were banished to guard the imperial tombs, where they suffered endless scorn.

Who could have guessed that this infant could hear the final words of the dead? A book called the Record of Calming Spirits recognized him as its master: guarding the dead granted memories, while laying them to rest granted inheritances. The imperial tombs held the remains of nothing but great figures.

By the age of five, Pei Yan had reached the peak of Immortal Venerable cultivation. He face-slapped the Divine Dynasty that had broken off his engagement and the old family friends who betrayed him, joined the Taiyi Divine Palace, and made a name for himself across the land.

Yet among the myriad souls, he alone could not hear his father's voice. Beneath half of a cracked token lay a murder plot that had been buried for years. The day he came of age would be the day he settled the score.