Feng Xia transmigrated to a fantasy world. This was the era when spiritual auras were exhausted, various scriptures were lost, and all cultivation techniques failed to aid the cultivators in improving. Feng Xia discovered that he had a superpower of attributes, but something seemed off.

He killed a Black Jade Spider by stepping on it. [Spider Maiden x1] dropped.

He defeated a strong opponent that qualified as a Great Emperor. [Teenage Great Emperor x1] dropped.

He was in a fight with a goddess for three days and three nights. [Mysterious Young Girl x1] dropped.

“Daddy,” a young girl greeted him in a sweet voice. Feng Xia was struck dumb.

"Listener friends, welcome to [Horror Broadcast]. I hope you can enjoy the time our program spends with you. Okay, now, please turn your head and look behind you to see if there is a smiling face. Looking at you?"

When I woke up, I appeared at an altitude of more than a thousand meters.

This is the top of a towering stone pillar.

How did I get up?

How should I get down?

Help!

Unfortunately, not only would help not arrive, but this would also be the start of an endless nightmare!

Follow Li Teng’s nightmarish adventure as he tries to survive on a 1,000-meter stone pillar, with only a bed and his wits!

“Extreme weather phenomena? Bring it on!”

“My abductors want me to participate in gruesome films in which 1 in 8 people have to die? I shall emerge victorious!”

“Want me to die? Not so easy!”

The dojo is located in Yunzhong Mountain, and there are halls and fields.

Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

Hoe the ground and listen to the sound of springs, forge swords by the fire,

Food and clothing are up to oneself and God,

I don’t know the end of the cold year;

When the robbery comes, you have to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to watch the bitterness and sweetness of the world.

It’s hard to keep injustice in your eyes, and you don’t like to show it in front of others.

The gourd of wine at the waist is deep, and the light of the sword behind the back is cold,

Not for fame, not for money,

Be a free spirit.