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"Moxie? What a nice name..."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled and reached into the empty air.

A brand-new black notebook appeared. With a casual tap, he transformed it into a huge red scroll.

"Little girl, would you like to make a contract with me and become a Grave Master?"

He asked with utmost seriousness.

"A Grave Master? After becoming one, can I deal with those evil spirits?" Moxie asked earnestly as she gazed at the dead monk.

"Graves cannot be completely killed, but you can try sealing and exiling them."

Zhong Shenxiu answered.

In truth, she did not have much choice.

If she did not become a Grave Master, this village would fall into ruin. A large group of people would flee, and most of them would starve to death.

As a little girl, she was even more likely to die.

"Then I accept!"

The little girl calmly took the scroll.

"It contains some of my research and records concerning graves... At the same time, sign your name with your blood, and you'll become a Grave Master."

Zhong Shenxiu gave one last smile, and his figure gradually turned illusory.

Only the girl remained, hugging a scroll nearly as tall as herself. Her eyes were slightly lost, and then she dropped to her knees.

She had taken Zhong Shenxiu for some kind of deity...

Otherworldly Space, deep within.

The sky was a murky gray, and a fine drizzle was falling.

In the real world, this would not count for much, but here, it was deadly.

Because what fell from the sky was blood-red rain!

Within a floating ancient city.

Every household had its doors and windows tightly shut. Not a single passerby dared to move about outside.

This was a world born from a curse. Everyone faced the threat of graves and