Good-for-Nothing Reborn: My Magic Treasure Can Change the Heavenly Dao

In my previous life, I underwent tribulation. The Heavenly Dao raised the stakes, and fifteen layers of heavenly lightning struck me down. I died.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn at fifteen, a good-for-nothing outer disciple of the Taixu Sect: Qi Refining, First Level, a mixed spirit root. If I came in last at the minor competition three days from now, I’d be kicked off the mountain.

A scrap of iron the size of a fingernail had appeared on my chest. When I probed it with my spiritual sense, a girl’s voice exploded in fury from within: “Address this sovereign by my full name! The Nine Heavens Burning Sky Tower!”

Sealed inside the tower were fragments of my life-bound treasure from my previous life, as well as a copy of the Burning Heaven Body Refinement Art.

The sect laughed at me as a useless nobody. I laughed at them for not recognizing a treasure. Zhao Qian kicked over my herb basket, so I dug up Zhao Kun’s herb garden. Zhao Kun withheld my spirit stones, so I dug up his entire garden.

I crushed the competition, got full marks in the inner sect assessment, won the sect tournament, slapped faces at every turn, and upgraded the tower along the way.

When I reached the third level, the tower spirit awakened. “I recognize the seal on you. It’s the work of the Heavenly Dao Institute.”

When I reached the seventh level, a heavenly tribulation was stored in the tower. My enemies came knocking, and I raised a hand and flung the tribulation at them. “You struck me once. Here’s one back.”

When I reached the ninth level, I stood before the ascension passage and looked at the crack in the sky that I had made myself. “You struck me once. I remember. I’m leaving today, so keep that crack open. When I come back down from above, we’ll pick up where we left off.”

My treasure exists to change the Heavenly Dao.