From a tuberculosis patient to a martial arts master

In the winter of the forty-first year of the Longqing reign, the north wind howled like a knife, and heavy snow sealed off Jinyang City. Zhu Hong’s soul transmigrated to another world, possessing the body of a tuberculosis-ridden apprentice in a corpse-stitching shop in Chicken and Goose Alley. He dealt daily with severed limbs and mutilated bodies, barely able to afford a decent meal. In this world, demons roamed freely, martial arts reigned supreme, and the powerless corpse-stitcher’s life was as fragile as paper. Until that night, after he finished stitching up a mutilated corpse, a sudden burst of light appeared before his eyes, revealing several lines of gilded ancient characters: The Scripture of the Dead! [Sew up the mutilated corpse of a martial artist, fulfilling his wish for a complete body; a great act of kindness.] [Postscript: Divine craftsmanship.] [Received: A Gu of Qi and Blood to detect the residual martial arts essence in the corpse; learned the skill: Iron Chain Across the River.] It turned out that as long as the needle and thread passed through, one could steal a portion of the deceased’s cultivation, martial arts essence, and even innate supernatural abilities, and make them one’s own. From then on, the world gained a “living Yama” who used corpses to prove his Dao, striking fear into the hearts of demons and warriors alike. From “linking mortal bodies” to “mending great demons,” from “stealing martial arts techniques” to “seizing lives,” who wouldn’t be afraid? …Wait—that person actually claims to still be alive? Unfortunately, with such “dazzling” cultivation, how could he escape? Perhaps…kill him first, then mend him!