Infinite Sand

Song Shi came to an immortal world where demons and monsters were rampant. He thought he was going to take a trepidatious road to immortality, but ended up awakening to a death-defying system, gaining strength from death and getting stronger every time he died.
The whole style took a sudden change. Other people cultivated to seek immortality, but he was already immortal, and could only seek immortality by having himself killed in various ways, either by killing himself or by letting people kill him.
"You were killed 10 times by the Yin spirit, awakening the spiritual root of fire!"
"You were killed 10 times by the zombie, awakening the innate divine power!"
"You were killed 10 times for excess cultivation, awakening the Daoist heart!"
"You were killed by a formation, formation level +1!"
"You were killed by an alchemy explosion, +1 alchemy level!"
Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Nine Yang Divine Body, Sun Sacred Body; Vajra Spiritual Body, Golden Divine Body, Draconic Sacred Body; Psychic Sword Body, Innate Dao Body; Formation Master, Alchemy Master...

His cultivation was a fun journey, and he kept finding ways to kill himself on his way to the top of the immortal path...
Years later, the world rumor had it that once Song Shi died, the immortals were terrified, the demons trembled, and ten thousand Buddhas retreated!

What If I Can't Die?

"I want to go home and get something."

Elder Yuan treated Song Shi as someone of the same level as her and was very courteous.

"Wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Song Shi asked Liu Ruxue and the others to stay behind. He turned into a Phantom image and disappeared from the street, returning to the Song residence.

In only a month's time, the Song Mansion looked much more dilapidated than before. The ground was covered in dust and spiderwebs. A few rats were sniffing around in the corner, looking for food.

After all, the Song Mansion had encountered a terrible disaster and no one dared to come here. Fallen leaves fluttered in the vast space and a cold wind blew. It was a little terrifying.

"If it weren't for the chaos in the world, it wouldn't be bad to just be a profligate son here."

Scientific Research on Immortal Cultivation