I Rely on Infinite Rebirth to Become a God

I can make 10,000 mistakes. And you can only make one mistake. Three hundred years after the end of the world, a family of cultivators has divided the city, and mortals are like crops - sow them, grow them, and squeeze them dry. The Li family of Chu State recruited three hundred mortals to practice the castration technique. The day of breakthrough was the day when they were drained. They call this "selection." My name is Zhao Kai, and I am one of those three hundred people. But I have a retroactive device - I am reborn after death, retaining my memory, and deducting one year from my maximum lifespan each time. In the first life, I was drained of my cultivation, in the second life, I was made into a human elixir, and in the third life, I was drained of all my power... The more I die, the more I understand the rules. Among the twenty-eight star cultivation paths, I chose the heart constellation—the place of will. A mortal can survive several lives in the world of cannibalism by relying on three words: unwillingness. The head of the Li family sacrificed 30,000 wronged souls with blood, the prince raised me like a pig waiting to be harvested, the prisoner was the reincarnation of a two-hundred-year-old monster, and all the sects of the aristocratic family had their own agendas. And on top of all this - the uniqueness of the Twenty-Eight Constellations is the lock of the ancient giant god. The day he ascends the stairs is the time of his return. Everyone is raising pigs. But I wanted to be the one who bit the butcher's throat. You must remember: no matter what kind of talent or destiny you are - after I am reborn, I will use death to test out all your trump cards one by one.