
[No System][Mortal Journey][Decisive and Ruthless] Fang Yi was sixteen years old when he awoke in a strange world of cultivation. As a transmigrator, feeling his fair skin, his heart pounded like a drum. "Finally, I'm no longer withered and decaying, nearing the end of my life, old and frail!" He trembled, determined to keep a low profile. "The Yin Corpse needs nurturing, the Human Puppet can still be refined, but I must think thrice before annihilating my clan to prevent future troubles."... On Xuan Yang Mountain, looking at his graceful senior sister surrounded by cultivators, Fang Yi's expression was strange. "Hmm? I'm still in the talent selection process, and I've already been targeted?"...