Heaven-Collapsing Start, Owing a Million Yuan and a Thousand Years of Life

"Born to be the foremost among men, my lifespan rivals that of heaven; With both hands, I'll cleave through three thousand realms, And with one shoulder, I'll bear all the sorrows of eternity."

In the darkness, a vast voice seemed to echo in his ears, boundless and arrogant.

Countless cities had been reduced to ruins, and beasts as tall as mountains trampled the earth. In the clouds, gods and Buddhas seemed to look down from on high, observing everything.

Indifference, mockery, contempt... Countless faces of gods and Buddhas swirled before his eyes.

In a dim lounge, a boy covered in bruises suddenly opened his eyes as if from a nightmare, his face filled with shock.

"What is this..."

Jiang Li breathed rapidly, memories flooding his mind.

Originally, he had just picked up an old book at a flea market near his home one evening after work. He never expected to faint the moment he opened it.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already here.

The more he understood the memories in his mind, the uglier Jiang Li's expression became.

He had transmigrated to a high-martial world where technology had collapsed, everyone practiced martial arts, and ferocious beasts ran rampant.

His name was Jiang Li, eighteen years old, a third-year student at Beihe City's No. 17 High School, with the Daxia Martial Arts Examination just three months away.

With his grades, getting into a third-rate martial arts university wouldn't be a problem. But the issue was that this Jiang Li, in pursuit of the school's goddess, had secretly borrowed money from all his friends over two years of high school to buy various elixirs for her. He had even maxed out all his credit on apps like "Buy Now, Pay Later," "Installment Payments," and "Happy Pay," racking up nearly 200,000 yuan in debt.

That wasn't all. To buy elixirs for the goddess's cultivation, he had even borrowed 300,000 yuan from local gangsters. Now, with interest compounding, the debt had ballooned to around 700,000 yuan.

And so, he had been kidnapped, beaten severely, and forced to participate in this underground beast-fighting arena.

If he died, the debt would be cleared.

If he miraculously survived, each victory would be worth 100,000 yuan in debt repayment.

At this moment, Jiang Li had no time to ponder the reason for his transmigration. If he could, he truly wanted to slap the original Jiang Li twice.

You really deserve to die!?

For the first time in his life, Jiang Li intensely hated simps.

A high school student who borrowed a million yuan to be a simp? You're practically the ultimate simp, a trash of a human being in relationships.

He had even argued fiercely with his family about it not long ago, nearly severing their father-son relationship.

Furthermore, Jiang Li could tolerate transmigrating into a nobody, but he couldn't tolerate inheriting over a million yuan in high-interest debt right after arriving.

He had been a nobody in his previous life too, and now, he started off as a debtor. How was he supposed to pay it back!?

And he was about to participate in this "underground beast-fighting arena," forcing him to fight real ferocious beasts, with a reported death rate of over ninety percent.

What is a disastrous start? This is a disastrous start.

A killing intent, unprecedented in his eyes, erupted from Jiang Li. He truly had the urge to kill someone now.

Rumble...

The gate of the lounge slowly opened, revealing bright light.

"The first beast-fighting match will begin in three minutes."

A cold voice from the broadcast slowly echoed, startling the eight people in the lounge. Only Jiang Li stared blankly ahead, a strange expression on his face.

"Kid!"

Among the eight people, a burly man nearly 1.9 meters tall suddenly stood up.

His eyes were sharp as he stared at Jiang Li.

There was only one possibility for their presence here: like Jiang Li, they had incurred massive debts they couldn't repay.

This burly man was in the same situation. According to the order, he should have been the first to fight.

However, the first person to face a beast was at the greatest risk.

These beasts were meticulously bred fighting beasts, far stronger than ordinary ninth-grade ferocious beasts.

Therefore, the first opponent of a beast was usually certain death for a ninth-grade martial artist.

To survive, they would need to endure several rounds of combat and attrition.

The burly man had survived one round in this arena before. Thus, he had already planned to have someone else participate in this first match.

And Jiang Li, being the youngest, thinnest, and appearing easy to bully, was naturally the best choice.

But to his surprise, Jiang Li ignored his shouting, acting like an idiot.

The burly man's gaze turned fierce, and he stood up abruptly, walking towards Jiang Li.

The others nearby instinctively took a few steps back.

Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Li was staring intently at a yellow-covered book in front of him.

This yellow-covered book was the one he had opened at the flea market before transmigrating.

Now, this yellow-covered book was floating quietly in front of him, and on the first page, there were lines of text.

Name: Jiang Li

Age: 18

Cultivation Lifespan: 1061

Abilities: None

Cultivation Technique: Hundred Battles Art (Rank 9)

Martial Skill: Wind Severing Saber (Rank 9)

Upon seeing the yellow book, memories inexplicably appeared in Jiang Li's mind, as if they were innate.

The information on the yellow book represented his current state. More than that, he could use the yellow book to consume lifespan to cultivate his techniques and martial skills, thereby increasing his strength.

The "Cultivation Lifespan" was the lifespan he could use. Once it reached zero, he would immediately die.

Not only that, the reason the yellow book displayed 1061 years of lifespan was because 61 years were his own remaining lifespan, while the 1000 years were temporary lifespan lent to him by the yellow book.

Within one hundred days, he needed to repay 1100 years of lifespan. Otherwise, he would be directly erased by the yellow book.

Obtaining lifespan was also simple: by killing exotic beasts or enemies, he could gain their cultivation lifespan. The stronger the opponent and the longer they had cultivated, the more cultivation lifespan he would gain.

Jiang Li's expression at this moment was more complex than ever. His current debt was not only the original owner's million-plus in simp money, but also these thousand-plus years of lifespan.

Before Jiang Li could even utter a curse, a hand suddenly grabbed his collar, lifting him high into the air.

"Kid, can't you hear me when I'm talking to you?"

The burly man, his face covered in coarse flesh, glared menacingly at Jiang Li in his grasp.

Jiang Li finally snapped back to reality, frowning as he looked at the burly man. "What did you say?"

The burly man sneered, "Looks like you're not mute!"

With that, he threw a punch directly at Jiang Li's abdomen.

Caught off guard, Jiang Li took the full force of the blow. Instantly, the searing pain in his abdomen sapped all his strength, and the burly man slammed him hard onto the ground, making him look like a cooked shrimp.

"Kid, you have two minutes. Get into the ring obediently, or I'll kill you myself before the exotic beasts do!"

The burly man threatened fiercely. Any ordinary young punk would have obediently complied, entering the ring to feed the exotic beasts.

However, he failed to notice the intense ferocity that appeared on the face of Jiang Li, who lay on the ground.

He naturally understood the rules and death rate of the beast-fighting arena from the original owner's memories. This burly man wanted him to die.

In this world, the strong reigned supreme. If he lacked strength, he would likely die here today.

"You want me dead? Then let's see who dies first."

"Consume lifespan, cultivate the Hundred Battles Art and the Wind Severing Saber technique!"

Below the personal information on the yellow book, lines of text appeared.

[You diligently cultivated the Hundred Battles Art. In the second year, you successfully broke through to the second layer of the Hundred Battles Art, reaching the lower stage of Rank 9.]

[In the fourth year of diligent cultivation, you successfully broke through to the third layer of the Hundred Battles Art, reaching the middle stage of Rank 9.]

[Continuing your diligent cultivation, in the ninth year, you finally cultivated the Hundred Battles Art to Great Accomplishment, reaching the upper stage of Rank 9.]

[In fifteen years, you cultivated the Hundred Battles Art to its peak, reaching the perfected Rank 9. Due to the lack of an advanced cultivation technique, your cultivation stagnated and could not break through.]

Cultivation Technique: Hundred Battles Art (Perfected Rank 9)

[You began practicing the Wind Severing Saber technique. After seven years of diligent practice, your Wind Severing Saber technique achieved minor success.]

[In the sixteenth year, the Wind Severing Saber technique broke through to the Great Accomplishment stage.]

[In the twenty-eighth year, you finally cultivated the Wind Severing Saber technique to perfection, integrating every move and stance into your instincts.]

[In the thirty-fifth year, you continued to diligently practice the Wind Severing Saber technique and finally comprehended a trace of saber intent from it. However, as the Wind Severing Saber technique is only Rank 9, no matter how much you tried, you could not advance further.]

Martial Skill: Wind Severing Saber (Perfected Rank 9) (Saber Intent nascent)

Cultivation Lifespan: 1011