Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

The white zombies at night are blessed with the power of extreme yin, their ghostly movements complemented by heavy and deadly black claws charged with potent poison. Unless facing a martial artist specialized in techniques that counter evil Qi, anyone encountering such a six-rank white zombie is more likely to die than survive, and even those at the peak of transcending the mundane need to be extremely cautious.


Gu Han withdrew his hand from atop the head of the white zombie and drew a talisman in blood on the back of Yan Luoyu's left hand, then explained, "The Blood Tower is deep in the mountains of Beimang. With your current strength, you'd likely be killed by others along the way, and since this monk must seek revenge for Little Eighteen, it is inconvenient to bring you along. Therefore, I've used Little Eighteen's corpse to refine a zombie to offer you complete protection!"


270th Chapter: Want to Meet