Applied Cultivation: Survival Protocol

They called him trash. He wrote it down. Demons slaughtered his family. By morning, the men who called it a tragedy seized what little his family owned. Even his last friend came at him with a knife. With nothing left to lose, he limped toward the gates of a prestigious immortal sect in one last gamble. Instead, he stumbled into a civil war. The Stormy Reef Sect was tearing itself apart. Old-blood aristocrats and the reformist leadership suffocated one another into a stalemate one breath from breaking. And before any of that could matter, he slapped the faces of two young masters who wouldn't forget. By every law of cultivation, he should be dead. The laws didn't consider what he did for a living. In his past life, he was Johan, a corporate warfare consultant who wrote eulogies first and lawsuits second. So what if he's now a worthless reject in a body that wheezes climbing a flight of stairs? To him, any problem—mortal or immortal—is just another hostile takeover. He'll bring algorithms to sword fights and liquidate every name on his growing list of death feuds. The final audit ends in either bankruptcy or the afterlife. But first, he needs to lose some weight.