[Cultivation] [Infinite Save Slots] [Death Inheritance] [Strategic Growth]
The Qinglan Sect's servants all said that cleaning out the abandoned well would earn them an extra half-month's pay.
After Shen Zhao climbed down, he saw twelve life lamps.
Their names were written on the lamps, but there wasn't even an iron shovel in the well to clear out the sludge.
He risked his life to break through to the third level of Qi Refining, but the steward still killed him with a single slash.
When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to three days earlier.
His roommate was still urging him to have breakfast. The order sending him to his death hadn't been posted yet, and the cultivation he'd gained before dying had stayed with him.
Only then did Shen Zhao realize that the damaged ancient mirror he'd picked up could record the entire world.
It had only one save slot, but he could rewind as many times as he wanted. Each time he died, he could choose one kind of progress to keep permanently: cultivation realm, insights into techniques, physical aptitude, or one of the many arts of cultivation.
So he refined the same pill over and over, explored every fork in the same secret realm, and faced a guaranteed-death ambush again, armed with firsthand knowledge and greater strength.
The blade he couldn't break in this life, he'd snap with his own hands next time.
The realm he couldn't reach in this life, he'd trade a century of hard cultivation for a stronger start from the start.
From a servant at the bottom of a well to the summit of the Nine Continents, Shen Zhao gradually discovered that the contradictory histories in ancient texts might not be the result of someone getting things wrong.
If he could overwrite his own save...
Had someone restarted this world before, too?
Our Lady indeed