I Become Invincible by Calculating My Senior Brother’s Death

Shen Yan has died once. In his previous life, he was neither the protagonist nor the villain. He was a human pill simmering in the Qingyun Sect's alchemy furnace for ten years, and he drew his final breath only after his flesh and blood had been boiled away. In this life, he opens his eyes on the night his sect is massacred. Deep in his sea of consciousness, a Heavenly Board of Ten Thousand Arts has appeared. Give it even the slightest clue, and it can deduce the answer. Its first deduction tells him that in three breaths, his senior brother's sword will pierce his throat from behind. Shen Yan does not dodge. He turns to face the person he trusted most and gives a quiet laugh. “Senior Brother, that worm in your throat? I'll pull it out for you.” Heart parasites, forbidden formations, massacres, and elders fighting for power: every deadly plot is an answer already written on the board. But each deduction costs him a year of his life. And deep in the board is a line he dares not ask it to reveal: Tonight, of the three hundred people in the Qingyun Sect, only seven will survive. The seventh name belongs to his master, who died long ago. This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.