A Chinese Ghost Story
Life's road, a beautiful dream stretching far.
Along that road, wind and frost beat against your face.
A Chinese Ghost Story?
When the captain named the setting outright, Tang Tian froze. He forgot all about the Gene Lock and, without thinking, the lyrics came to mind.
The melody was beautiful, and the lyrics brimmed with classical charm, instantly conjuring a world of immortal heroes and ancient magic.
But as a Reincarnator, if he had to enter that world himself and take part in a deadly trial, Tang Tian couldn't imagine becoming a carefree, happy young man on that rugged, terrifying road through the mortal realm!
It was called A Chinese Ghost Story, but it might even link up with the Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio World. And the overall setting was grim: the dynasty was in its final days, people were treacherous, demons and monsters roamed everywhere, and the realms of the living and the dead freely mingled. Terrifying great demons ruled their own territories, and even affairs as momentous as reincarnation across the three realms could fall under their influence.
Of course, the bigger the waves, the greater the catch.
After three Samsara worlds, even if Tang Tian's thoughts still sometimes jumped around, he no longer startled at every little thing or thought only about how terrifying things could get.
There were plenty of benefits to be had, like Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye.
The former carried the legacy of a sword immortal and wielded the ancient weapon Xuanyuan Divine Sword. It was hard to say whether the sword was authentic, but since it could hurt the Black Mountain Old Demon, even if it was a counterfeit, its grade was probably quite high.
He also knew all sorts of talismans and chanted spells