[For mortals, death is not the end.]
[Zhang Tianyuan is reborn in a world overflowing with fortune. He dreams of carefree cultivation and a life with his childhood sweetheart, but fate has other plans. After being betrayed time and again and confronting the cruelty of reality, he learns the truth behind the saying: “Beneath the Sages, all are mere ants.”]
“Tianyuan, is there anything you still want to do?”
In the pale hospital room, several childhood friends have gathered around him for once. One woman’s eyes are already red.
Zhang Tianyuan manages a crooked smile and raises his right hand, riddled with needle marks.
“Grow up with my childhood sweetheart, then roam the world with a sword.”
“Haha, you’re still the same. You’ve read so many novels you’ve gone delusional.”
The speaker seems to realize something, and their laughter abruptly stops.
“Heh heh, fellow Daoists, would you lend me a sword so I can slay that great demon?”
“I’ll lend you mine. Mine too. Take both of mine.”
Night.
I’m so tired. If only I had a resurrection scroll. I really want to see you one more time.
I love you, Mom!
So how many times has the protagonist been reborn [rolls eyes] [rolls eyes] [rolls eyes] [rolls eyes], the author must have been emotionally hurt in life [salute]