I have two bodies, a hundred thousand miles apart.
One is immortal, impervious to death and decay.
The other is gravely ill, with little time left to live.
The first body is called Jin Chan, trapped in the Peach Blossom Spring in the Southern Wilderness.
A single drop of its blood can make the frail hale and hearty;
a piece of its flesh can grant the dying another year of life.
The other, broken body lies a hundred thousand miles away, in the Central Plains.
It belongs to the youngest “king” of the Qin state.
Sadly, though he is young, the “king” is plagued by illness.
But as long as the “King of Qin” can swallow the “Jin Chan” safely,
an immortal King of Qin will lead his iron cavalry across the four seas and eight wastelands, uniting all under heaven.
Former title: I Am Already Immortal, So Why Bother Ascending to Become an Immortal?
