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Humanity’s immortal path has been severed. Absorbing spiritual energy directly was no longer an option.

While humans despaired, ghosts thrived. With their connection to the other side, they grew stronger by the day, turning humans into nothing more than prey and livestock.

But to every rule, there is an exception.

"That’s why, my son, if you ever see the man with the straw hat… run as fast as you can." — Mamma Ghost.
"But Mommy… aren’t humans weak? Aren’t they just our food?" — Ghost Boy.
Mamma Ghost sighed, looking at her fatherless son with pity.
"Ah, child… your father thought the same."

Feng Fan never wanted this life. He never asked for this mission. But fate had other plans.
Witness his journey as he ascends to immortality and restores humanity’s lost Dao.

“In this universe, there is no ghost I can’t seal!”

#tsundere #transmigration #r18 #no-harem #horror

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Only I Cultivate

Feng Fan drove through the dirt roads, the car cutting through the stillness of Red River Village. His destination was Huang Xiaotong's house, the very place where she had been murdered. More specifically, her bedroom.

As Feng Fan navigated the narrow streets, he couldn't help but notice a peculiar detail—every single house had a horseshoe nailed above the door. Each one bore exactly seven holes—no more, no less.

'Horseshoes with seven holes...' Feng Fan thought, his gaze narrowing. 'They're supposed to ward off evil spirits and negative energy. But why would an entire village need them? There's something much darker lurking here than just a simple murder.'

Ghost Village