Nine Revolutions to Become a Sovereign, Ten to Become an Immortal

The orphan Chen Hui embarks on the path of cultivation. Is it coincidence, or fate? Perhaps his parents' deaths weren't so simple. Perhaps everything is connected to him. Perhaps these fragments of memory in his dreams belong to him:

"I've traveled through countless worlds, and the thought of killing you is the one thing that's never changed!" Chaos said, his face twisted with madness, as his long sword came down.

Void glared, and even as he died, his gaze never left the woman lying before him.

"If you help me, I can make sure Dragon Venerable never bothers you again!" Rebel Evil tapped his fingers softly and spoke to Chaos with a knowing smile.

"The Rebel Venerable Sect, the Fate Sect, the emperor... How could any of them have anything to do with a country bumpkin from a mountain village?!" Yang Xin's copper coins tumbled one after another from his hand.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.