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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

The Rake's hollow eyes gleamed brightly, emitting waves of spiritual energy that weighed down on Feng Fan, growing heavier with each passing moment. The oppressive pressure threatened to crush him as he struggled to contain the invading spiritual energy wreaking havoc inside his body.

The monster kicked off the ground and lunged at him with terrifying speed, claws aiming straight for his head. Despite his injuries, Feng Fan didn't dare leave himself undefended.

He raised both arms in front of him and summoned chains to coil around them like armor. The chains absorbed the brunt of the claws' impact, preventing them from piercing his flesh, but they did nothing to mitigate the overwhelming force behind the strike.

The blow sent him staggering backward.

The Rake didn't give him a moment to breathe, pouncing on him again and again. Each hit forced Feng Fan further back, and his arms burned with exhaustion; he knew they wouldn't hold out much longer.

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