When the thunder struck down, Lin Mo did not hide.
This was the 307th time that he stood on the cliff of overcoming the tribulation. Nine consecutive heavenly tribulations, each one more severe than the last - he escaped, withstood, fought, and died. Every time I open my eyes, I return to the drafty thatched house in Qingniu Village, my Dantian is broken, and everything starts over again.
But the 307th time was different.
A dark golden jade slip followed him back from death.
The jade slip said welcome to the real world - meaning that everything he had experienced before was just a page that was read over and over again but never had new content written on it.
He started doing something he had never done before: going off-script.
He walked into the market and ate a bowl of noodles for three pennies. He stood on the outer gate competition ring. He knocked on a girl's door late at night and told her - you have fragments of the ancient gods sealed in your body, and I know how to save you.
What he didn't know was that someone was watching him above the stars, someone was waiting for him on the other side of the river in the dreamland, and someone had said the same thing before him.
"If there is another life, I would like to try not to take this path."
In the 307th reincarnation, he finally got the pen to rewrite the rules.
