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?

The snotty kid pointed to the other side.

"Have you heard of the Dian Cang Sword Sect?" Song Shi plucked a handful of grass to feed the sheep. He found it rather interesting.

The grass here was very lush. It grew so well that it was a few feet tall and contained a certain spirituality.

"It seems to be on the immortal mountain over there. It's very, very far away. Only immortals can reach it."

The snot-nosed child smiled innocently. "Brother is an immortal. You'll definitely be able to find it."

Song Shi smiled. He was certain that this was the territory of the Dian Cang Sword Sect. It was not difficult to find a sect that even a child knew about.

A tall and sturdy-looking woman walked over. There were traces of wind and frost on her dark face, and there was some kind of totem tattoo between her eyebrows.

"Mother, I'm talking to an immortal. Come and take a look."

Undergoing Tribulation at the Gate of My Sect? (2)