You Call This a Death List? This Is Clearly an SSR Pool!

Boom!

Heaven and earth suddenly flipped upside down.

When Lin Yuan opened his eyes again, the startled cries from the classroom were gone.

In their place came the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

A sea breeze rushed toward him, carrying an extraordinarily dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After taking just one breath, Lin Yuan felt his entire body grow more alert.

"So this is the Primordial World?"

He instinctively looked up.

The sky was so high that its limits could not be seen.

The distant sea stretched endlessly, and from time to time, gigantic sea beasts hundreds of zhang long burst from the water before crashing heavily back into the ocean.

No matter how many Primordial World novels he had read in his previous life,

actually standing here, the oppressive vastness of heaven and earth was still indescribable.

Soon, memories belonging to this body began to surface.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes.

A moment later, his expression gradually turned strange.

"Golden Spirit Holy Mother's lineage."

"The lowest-ranking registered disciple."

"Late Earth Immortal."

"Entered the sect seventeen hundred years ago..."

He lowered his head and looked himself over.

He wore an ordinary green daoist robe.

At his waist hung a refined iron dharma sword that did not even qualify as a postnatal spiritual treasure.

His cave abode was located on an ordinary spiritual island at the edge of the Eastern Sea.

Among the countless immortals of the Intercepting Sect, he truly belonged to the sort who would vanish into a crowd without a trace.

But Lin Yuan was not disappointed.

On the contrary.

This identity suited him perfectly.

Golden Spirit Holy Mother was one of Tongtian's four great personal disciples.

And her most famous disciple was Great Shang's Grand Preceptor, Wen Zhong.

That meant that if he advanced normally, he would sooner or later come into contact with the main storyline of the Investiture of the Gods.

"This identity will do."

"My cultivation is just a little shabby."

Lin Yuan circulated the dharma power within his body.

Late Earth Immortal.

On Blue Star, that was already enough to make countless ordinary people envious.

But in the Primordial World...

Lin Yuan watched a colossal beast whose aura vastly surpassed his own swim across the distant sea.

He decisively took two steps back.

"Fine."

"I should still respect the current version."

At that moment.

The Fate-Reversal Inheritance appeared again.

The rules were still only that single sentence.

Save those who were originally destined to die.

Help them survive their death tribulations.

Inherit their abilities.

Lin Yuan's thoughts immediately became active.

The most important thing now was not entering seclusion.

It was confirming the timeline.

He quickly searched through the memories of this body.

Di Xin had already ascended the throne many years ago.

Li Jing, the commander-in-chief of Chentang Pass in the Eastern Sea, had earned quite a reputation.

And in recent years, his third son, Nezha, had caused no small amount of trouble.

When Lin Yuan saw this, his heart suddenly lurched.

"Nezha has already been born?"

He abruptly sat upright.

Then he continued recalling the memories.

Lady Shiji was still cultivating in White Bone Cave on Skeleton Mountain.

Although the two sects currently clashed without end, the truly large-scale war of the Investiture of the Gods had yet to fully erupt.

At this point in time...

Lin Yuan's eyes immediately lit up.

"Biyun!"

Lady Shiji's attendant.

Originally, one day, he simply went out as usual.

Sitting peacefully at home.

Then an arrow came flying from the sky.

With nothing better to do, Nezha drew the Heaven-and-Earth Bow and fired an arrow across who knew how many miles, directly shooting the attendant dead.

This then led Lady Shiji to demand an explanation from Nezha.

Nezha was no match for her.

He fled back to Qianyuan Mountain.

Lady Shiji pursued him there.

Then Taiyi intervened.

The Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Canopy came down.

Lady Shiji was killed on the spot.

Lin Yuan rubbed his chin.

One Biyun.

One Lady Shiji.

One Heaven-Shaking Arrow.

Two predetermined death lines.

"This..."

"Buy one, get one free?"

Lin Yuan could no longer sit still.

Although he did not know the exact day it would happen, since Nezha had already reached this age, it could occur at any moment.

Wait?

Impossible.

Others could wait.

His rewards could not.

Lin Yuan charged straight out of his cave abode.

With a wave of his hand.

The refined iron dharma sword at his waist flew out.

"Go!"

Buzz!

The dharma sword carried Lin Yuan into the sky.

Then...

Its speed was not as fast as he had imagined.

The wind above the sea was quite strong, though.

Standing on the sword, Lin Yuan fell silent for a while.

"An Earth Immortal flying on a sword."

"It seems a little different from what I imagined."

In novels, a single thought could carry someone billions of miles.

Now that it was his turn.

Just getting to Skeleton Mountain made him want to check whether there was a Primordial World version of navigation.

Fortunately, this body had been a disciple of the Intercepting Sect and possessed a basic understanding of many immortal mountains and cultivation grounds near the Eastern Sea.

Although Lady Shiji was not one of the Intercepting Sect's top great powers, she was still a proper disciple of Tongtian.

The location of her Skeleton Mountain was no secret.

Lin Yuan pushed his dharma power with all his strength.

The dharma sword sped up once more.

Along the way, his mind did not remain idle either.

First, save Biyun.

This would be the system's first verification.

He did not yet know how strong the reward would be.

But Biyun was only an attendant.

Lin Yuan did not expect to soar to greatness in a single stroke.

The truly important one was Lady Shiji.

Lady Shiji's innate foundation was unusual. For her to hold no low status in the Intercepting Sect, her talent certainly could not be poor.

If he could inherit her strongest ability...

Lin Yuan licked his lips.

"This is the first card with any real meaning."

As for what came later.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island.

The Ten Heavenly Lords.

Zhao Gongming.

The Three Cloud Sisters.

Every single one was a massive prize.

Especially when he thought of Zhao Gongming and the Three Cloud Sisters, Lin Yuan suddenly found the entire Intercepting Sect much more endearing.

A one-hundred-percent death rate?

It was indeed terrifying in other people's eyes.

But to him—

So many people were going to die, which meant there were plenty of rewards!

"Stay calm."

"Start with the small goal."

Lin Yuan flew at full speed.

His dharma power ran dry twice along the way.

He had no choice but to stop and recover.

That only made him more certain.

His strength was still far too weak.

With this little cultivation, even if he knew the entire plot, it did not mean he could swagger around unhindered.

If he truly encountered someone at Taiyi's level.

A single slap from him could send Lin Yuan straight into reincarnation.

So changing fate required methods as well.

If he could borrow influence, then he would borrow influence.

If he could cling to a powerful backer, he would never pretend to be tough.

When it was time to call on senior members of his sect, he absolutely could not start talking about a young man's pride.

In the Primordial World, most hardheaded fools had rather tall tombstones.

Three days later.

The terrain in the distance gradually began to change.

The once graceful mountains and rivers became increasingly gloomy and eerie.

Bone-like rocks covered the land.

A towering mountain pierced the clouds like an enormous skeleton.

Lin Yuan's spirits rose.

"Skeleton Mountain!"

At last, he had arrived.

He had just been about to lower his sword light.

When his heart suddenly tightened for no reason.

The feeling came without any warning.

Lin Yuan instinctively looked up.

At the edge of the sky.

A point of black light was tearing through the clouds at a terrifying speed!

At first, it had only been a tiny dot.

In the blink of an eye.

The shrill, ear-piercing sound of something cutting through the air could already be heard.

Whoosh—!

Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

An arrow!

And it was heading straight for Skeleton Mountain!

"Damn!"

"Could it really be this much of a coincidence?!"

He had originally been worried that he had arrived too early.

But now, it seemed.

This was nowhere near early.

He had nearly arrived in time for the funeral banquet!

Lin Yuan no longer cared about the depletion of his mana, frantically pouring immortal power into the flying sword beneath his feet.

Boom!

The sword light abruptly accelerated.

Outside White Bone Cave in the distance.

A young boy in green was carrying a medicine basket, skipping toward the foot of the mountain.

He had not even realized yet.

Above the sea of clouds.

That Heaven-Shaking Arrow, enough to take his life—

Had already arrived!