From the Start, I'm the Weakest Furnace in the Hehuan Sect, and Its Sect Master on the Side

[No System, slow burn, fantasy romance. If you're tired of formulaic power fantasies, give this one a try. Think of it as taking a break from rich, heavy dishes with something light to settle your stomach ε٩(๑> ₃ <)۶з] Three hundred years ago, a white-robed sword immortal vanished under mysterious circumstances. The woman he had once loved nearly became another man's plaything, and his sect was slaughtered to the last. Now that he has returned, Luo Bai no longer remembers his past. He has even taken over someone else's body, and his cultivation has fallen to the level of an ordinary person. Yet fate is a circle. Every chance encounter in the martial world is a reunion ordained by destiny, and every meeting between strangers is written in the stars. Perhaps he has returned here to make up for the regrets of the past.