Spiritual Ring Transmigration

When an ancient spiritual ring tore apart time and space and dragged me from the cage of steel and concrete into the world of spiritual cultivation, I realized that what fate had given me was not rebirth, but a karmic debt. When I first entered the sect, I was considered a useless, low-level disciple in everyone's eyes. I was dressed in gray and ragged, and even the Qi refining period was difficult. But no one knows that I carry a spiritual ring with me that can travel through the gaps in time - it allows me to "follow" the elixir recipe from a hundred years ago when I was doing odd jobs in the elixir room, and "pick up" the inner elixir of a dying monster while collecting herbs in the forest. Zhao Ming framed me over and over again, but he didn't know that I had already used my spiritual ring to rehearse thousands of ways to escape danger. My senior brother Lu Chen was guarding me silently, but he didn't know that I secretly recorded the sound of his practice, just to listen to it again and again late at night when no one was around, and to imitate the rhythm of his breathing. As I "robbed" resources from the past and the future again and again, my cultivation soared like a waterfall against the current. On the day I wore the purple robe, what I saw in the mirror was no longer the little monk who allowed others to bully him, but a man who had gone against the will of time and changed his destiny. But every time the spiritual ring is opened, it is like stealing fire from the hands of heaven, and the price quietly accumulates. When I was finally able to face those who had trampled on my dignity, I found that the reincarnation of cause and effect had already set a trap - if everything is determined, then what I have done is to break away from the shackles, or to tie a heavier knot with my own hands? If the purpose of reincarnation is to repay the karma of the past and present lives, then how should human beings choose their own destiny?