How Am I Still Alive?

Spiritual energy has revived, and gods have descended? Disasters are rampant, and all beings suffer? None of my business; I'm a terminally ill patient whose death has already been announced, and treatment has been abandoned. With my frail body, I embark on a path of exorcism and slaying demons, not for the sake of protecting my country, but because the risk-based salary is too tempting, especially the death benefits...... "This heretical skill is condemned by heaven; even if the initial progress is smooth, the practitioner will eventually die..." "Give me a dozen." "This magic sword will backfire on its wielder; it has already claimed ninety-nine lives..." "Give me two, and that man-eating demon helmet, soul-devouring blood claws, give me the whole set." "This medicine is against the laws of nature..." "Don't say it, just give me everything!" But the question is, why am I already taking on such high-risk tasks...