Persimmon Whale

Spiritual Qi Resurgence, Gods descending?
Continuous disasters, all living beings suffering?
What does it have to do with me? I'm just a patient with an incurable disease, who's been given up on treatment and has a countdown to death.
Embarking on the path of exorcising demons and annihilating immortals with my crippled body is not for the sake of protecting my family and country, but because the hazardous duty pay is too tempting, especially the compensation...
"This Evil Gods profession system is cursed, even if there's smooth progress in the early stages, the practitioners will eventually commit suicide..."
"Give me a set."
"This Demon Sword poisons its user and has already taken ninety-nine lives..."
"Give me two, and also that man-eating demonic helmet, soul-devouring blood claws, get me a set."
"This Magic Potion is harmful to heaven and earth..."
"Enough talk, I'll take them all!"
However, the problem is, why am I still alive after taking on all these high-risk missions, stepping on every risk, and doing every deadly task?
【Congratulations, congratulations! Ranked first among the Top Ten Heroes Who Moved the World...】
"...Heavens, wasn't the average life expectancy in this line of work three and a half years? I've been here for one cycle of three years after another, I'm almost an S-level hunter, the first of the top ten heroes! Why am I still alive? I just want to make an honor sacrifice, scam some compensation! Is that so hard?!"

How Am I Still Alive?

Hunting, if not for meat, fur, or other materials, then it's nothing more than senseless slaughter.


And this time, killing a Divine Beast like the Phoenix... it has probably long stopped being about "value".... What can be gained from killing the Phoenix is no longer important, its absence is what truly matters.


Lu Ping'an never thought he would see the day where he would be held in someone's arms like a doll.


Little Flame was very happy, continually rubbing its master's cheeks, feeling the softness and vitality.


Emotions do not come out of the blue, and reason is not without origin. Little Flame did not become another person; she simply "grew up" from a child to an adult.


Her once naive cognition and emotions became clearer. She hugged her master and rubbed against him, bursting with happiness.


Chapter 1466: Longinus