In the World of Cultivation, Simply Staying Alive Is the Greatest Blessing

In my first life, I studied literature at three, martial arts at five, and at eight stumbled upon a ferocious tiger, only to become its meal. Thus, I died.

In my second life, I passed the county-level imperial exam at eight, the provincial exam at twelve, and the palace exam at fifteen, becoming the top scholar. I became a vice minister of the Ministry of Rites, but after submitting a memorial impeaching the chancellor, someone threw a sack over my head and dumped me in a river, where I drowned. Thus, I died.

In my third life, I joined the army at ten and, by twelve, had become a deputy general through my outstanding military achievements. At fifteen, I led troops to reclaim three cities and was appointed a senior general. I drank too much at the victory banquet. Thus, I died.

In my fourth life, my mother died in childbirth. Thus, I died.