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Cultivation? No, it’s to repair the coffin.
In this world, if a mortal wants to live forever, he must first build a natal coffin for himself. The stronger the coffin, the longer the life and the greater the power. The monks competed and the sects conquered, all for a better coffin and a stronger life fire.
Mu Zhao was ordered to be "San Yin Chong Shen" since birth, the only star of the evil spirits. In the year of his crown, the family tied him to the altar in order to help the patriarch break through the realm, hoping to drain his vitality and lifespan into the bluestone coffin.
On the verge of death, the charred wooden ring he had worn since childhood suddenly came to life.
It was hungry, thirsty and savage, and in turn swallowed up the life fire of the clan leader who had worked hard for half his life.
From then on, Mu Zhao saw a completely different world:
——The heads of all living beings were burning with fire of life, the strong ones were burning like the scorching sun, and the weak ones were as faint as candles.
——And he can swallow those flames and turn them into his own use.
He embarked on a wrong path of spiritual practice littered with coffins and corpses. The genius of the sect regards him as a walking great medicine; the ancient aristocratic family is determined to obtain the strange coffin in his body; the Nine Coffin Council, which controls the fate of all living beings, regards his existence as a variable that must be eliminated.
"Swallow me? Very good."
Mu Zhao clenched the increasingly hot wooden ring and looked at the nine giant coffins that were as eternal as stars hanging high above all living beings. He grinned, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
"But have you ever thought about..."
"My mouth has eaten all the ants. Next...which pillar should I chew on?"
This book is also known as: "My Coffin is A Little Hungry"