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?

Beasts were very territorial. With the strong aura of the Black Bull King nearby, the wolves did not dare to enter casually.

Rabu and the other demons finally caught their breath. The captain grinned. "Kid, you were not lying. Everyone owes you a favor."

Song Shi shrugged and did not take it seriously.

"Little brother, you don't look familiar. You don't look like someone from Stone Town. Why are you alone in the Demon Beast Mountain Range?"

Rabu asked curiously, "How should I address you, little brother?"

"I'm from out of town. You can call me Jiu Yang."

When Song Shi said that, the archer who was investigating the situation suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my god, the Black Bull King is really dead."

The latter stood on the branch of a big tree and looked into the distance in shock.

A few kilometers away, the mountain-like Black Bull King lay on the ground. Blood flowed like a river from his mouth, and he had already lost his breath.

Don't Be Too Greedy