Garessta

Unbeknown to all, in his past life, Ru Yujin was the most powerful cultivator of humankind.

But when he was reborn, he lost almost all memories of his past life. Now, although Ru Yujin still had his extreme talent, because he was from a poor peasant family, he could never hope to achieve high status in his cultivation sect. In this unfair world ruled only power and prejudice. While those helpless and wronged died, people above only laughed.

Ru Yujin wasn’t going to let this stop him. He was going to return his memories, his power, and his empire. No matter what trials and monsters waited for him in the vast galaxy and beyond it, for him, they were opportunities.

When you could create a technique to solve every problem, anything was possible!

“Huh? Learning techniques is supposed to be hard? Maybe this technique was just too easy. Teacher, can I have another one?”

I Can Learn All the Techniques

I ran after the wraiths to the enemy camp. It was a complete chaos out there, with people running between tents and only a few torches lighting the almost complete darkness of the night. Not everybody has been fighting on the front line against the Lin clan—there were still plenty of those who were too slow, or too wounded, or just weren't soldiers at all.

They lunged at whoever was the closest, consuming their life and heat with a deadly touch, then moved to the next person. Often, their victims didn't even notice the wraith until it was already there.

"Somebody, please, save us! Cultivators, save us! Aaaagh, get away from me!"

It was shockingly effective. All that the enemy soldiers could oppose us with were screams and fear. Those who tried to run had only one direction—toward the Lin soldiers, who cheered, emboldened by the wraiths' help.

March of the dead men