Daily Settlement

Great Cang Calendar.

Year 13,772, March.

Spring has arrived.

The grass barely reaches a horse's hooves, and withered trees are beginning to sprout anew.

However.

Where the mountainside plains should be flourishing, a scene of carnage unfolds. A chilling miasma of blood permeates for a hundred miles, with scattered corpses found everywhere.

Upon the blood-soaked mud, a group of young men and women, amidst the blood and yin energy, carefully and ceaselessly drag the mangled corpses, loading them piece by piece onto a black-red cart.

Soon, a cart is filled.

Wen Jiu is among them, his tattered clothes pulled up to cover his face. He tosses a severed arm, only two fingers long and exposing white bone, onto the cart.

Thwack!

"Hoo—"

Wen Jiu exhales deeply.

He tightens his mask.

Yet, the foul, bloody stench still invades his nostrils, making him want to retch. But all he has left in his stomach is bile.

"This is only the first day. How am I supposed to endure the next ten years... My timing for reincarnation is truly terrible."

Reborn into the Cultivation World.

Good news!

But the bad news is, he's a Corpse Burier, a low-level disciple tasked with post-battle cleanup in a sect. He has to haul corpses in this death-ridden land for ten years.

And today is just the first day!

No matter how exhausting his previous life's 996 work schedule was, at least the work environment was habitable. His boss might have been an idiot, and his colleagues all male, but it didn't matter. He could earn a decent wage after a month, barely living for himself.

But as a Corpse Burier, he's essentially sold himself, and there's no way out. He has to keep doing it, for ten full years, before it ends.

What's most infuriating is.

This damned contract he signed yesterday.

And then he died.

Leaving him, the reborn one, to do the work!

"You could have died just one day earlier." Wen Jiu is speechless. He remembers that when signing the contract, he could have chosen to be a general laborer.

As he muses, He suddenly hears an angry shout.

Wen Jiu follows the sound and sees, within the misty blood qi, a young man has collapsed beside the cart from inhaling too much of the corpse's blood and yin energy. But the supervising Steward nearby immediately starts yelling without a second thought.

Just yelling isn't enough. He actually draws a beast-hide whip from his waist and cracks it in the air.

Crack!

The second strike lands on the unconscious young man.

Crack!

Ah—

The young man cries out in terror, his back suddenly splitting open.

The burly middle-aged Steward, after delivering the whip, curses, "Today's task is to clear and bury all the corpses in this area. If you don't finish, I'll kill you! As long as you're not dead, you better hurry up!"

"I'll move them now... I'll move them now!"

The young man, his back ripped open by the whip, struggles to his feet. Daring not to hesitate, he endures the searing pain on his back and hastily begins digging and moving corpses.

Witnessing this, all the Corpse Buriers dare not speak out in anger and quickly avert their gaze, returning to their own tasks.

This is the status of them, the Corpse Buriers.

Even a mere Steward from Corpse Peak can control their life and death.

The whipping is just a minor punishment.

Killing them isn't just talk.

If it weren't for the need for Corpse Buriers, mortals like them who signed contracts are no different from livestock raised in the cultivation world.

The original body was dissatisfied with being treated this way, so he uttered a curse, and was consequently killed by a palm strike from a Steward.

"Get a move on, all of you! This area must be cleared today. If it's delayed by a couple more days, the corpses will start to rot and generate a massive amount of death qi and resentment... If you don't want to die, then hurry up!"

The middle-aged Steward continues to roar for a moment before putting away his whip and strolling back to his resting spot.

Over a hundred Corpse Buriers lower their heads, their hands and feet involuntarily quickening.

Just then, the person who was whipped earlier stumbles and falls into the bloody mud again, seemingly from the pain.

Everyone quickly looks over.

The man quickly struggled to get up, begging for mercy in fear, and hurriedly moved the remaining corpses onto the cart.

He didn't even have time to spit out the blood and mud he had eaten.

Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Corpse Peak was the only immortal mountain within five hundred miles, with tens of thousands of cultivators and ten thousand mortals.

Among them, Corpse Buriers had the lowest status, even lower than the general laborers, and they had to sign indentured servitude contracts. Although after ten years they could become probationary disciples of Corpse Peak, surpassing the status of those laborers.

But these ten years were not easy to endure.

First, there was the ten-year salary. Working without a single day off, it was three taels a month. While this was more than working in a mortal city.

But living here was also expensive.

Three taels could barely cover basic sustenance.

If it were only this, enduring it would be possible.

The hardest part was that this place, filled with the dead from battles, was saturated with Yin energy, blood energy, death energy, and corpse energy.

If any one of these four entered the body in excess, it could take a person's life in about ten to twenty years.

Even if one could truly endure ten years and become a probationary disciple, they would likely have little time left due to the erosion of these four energies.

It would be better to remain a general laborer on Corpse Peak for a lifetime.

Wen Jiu secretly lamented in his heart, "Aren't all web novels saying that rebirth comes with a cheat?"

It's been a whole day since he was reborn.

Where was that ding sound?

Damn it!

Those web novel authors are liars!

Delete the books!

If he could go back to being reborn, he would definitely delete the books!

Putting his thoughts away.

Wen Jiu didn't dare to delay and continued to endure the discomfort of moving corpses.

He was busy like this until the hour of You (3 PM - 5 PM) before he could return to rest.

Back in his wooden hut, Wen Jiu was starving. Even if a cow were placed before him now, he might be able to eat it all. However, the nauseating, fishy smell churning in his body prevented him from swallowing a single bite.

Helplessly.

Wen Jiu could only brace himself and gulp down several mouthfuls of cold water before collapsing onto the wooden bed to rest.

So tired.

He was just too tired.

"Damn it, how is it only the first day!"

Wen Jiu cursed under his breath.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

At midnight, Wen Jiu was suddenly awakened by a voice.

[Daily Settlement Panel Lv1 (1/100)]
[Today's Settlement!]
[Moved corpses in a dead land for eight hours, continuously inhaling corpse energy and death energy, Panel EXP +1, Corpse Energy +8, Death Energy +8]
[Wen Jiu]
[Age: Twenty-three]
[Lifespan: 23/73]
[Lv1 Corpse Nurturer (0/100)]
[Corpse Nurturers are immune to the erosion of death energy and corpse energy; these fatal substances instead become nourishment for the Corpse Nurturer.]
[Death Energy Balance: 8 (Can be added to cultivation after starting to cultivate)]
[Corpse Energy Balance: 8 (Can be applied to corpses after starting to nurture corpses)]
[Secret Skill: Mutate Corpse (Lv1 Corpse Nurturer Secret Skill. After use, any dead corpse can be mutated into a zombie extremely quickly and simply, without needing to select a corpse, stop a corpse, bathe a corpse, choose a nurturing site, refine a corpse, or establish spiritual connection -- Current Mutate Corpse Capacity: 1)]
[PS: Please continue to work hard tomorrow! You can do it!]

"Daily Settlement Panel!"

"Corpse Nurturer!"

"Mutate Corpse!"

Web novel authors.

They didn't lie to me!

As expected, transmigration always comes with a cheat!

What "ten years as a Corpse Burier"?

What "promotion to probationary disciple"?

Heh.

With the daily settlement panel.

I'm going to become an immortal!

I'm going to live forever!

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