Some Demoness Is Always Plotting Against Me

In my first life. I was a spoiled young heir. I loved fine houses, beautiful maids, exotic birds and beasts, and elegant clothes. Yet my entire family was slaughtered. Later, a little deer walked out of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains. Its purple antlers flashed with blood-red light, shaking the egg yolks right out of the chickens at the foremost immortal sect. In my second life. I was a lowly orphan. It was a year of great famine, and people ate one another. I was boiled and became food in someone else's belly. Later, a peach blossom claimed the Heavenly Dao and called itself the Flower Empress, slaughtering every last one of the million men of the mightiest nation. In my third life. I was a genius. But the one I loved most betrayed me, and I became a vengeful spirit trapped in the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. Later, a blind woman became empress. The first time she opened her eyes, they blazed with billions of rays of light, scattering every ghost cultivator's soul. My fourth life, my fifth, my sixth, my seventh... In this life, my spiritual meridians have been destroyed, and I'm about to be killed. The Demon King, the Flower Empress, the Empress... They've all returned. I'm terrifyingly powerful now.