The Day the Seven Saints Were Dismembered, I Was Reborn

On the day he ascended, Xie Zhao was stabbed through the back by his seven disciples. His sword bone, Dao foundation, pill heart, and reputation were divided among them, one piece to each disciple. Together, they became the Seven Saints worshiped throughout the world.

Three hundred years later, he was reborn in the body of a sixteen-year-old boy who had just been publicly diagnosed with shattered spiritual meridians. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a flame burning above everyone's head. Whoever owed him had a fire over their head, and the number above the flames showed the size of their debt. Collect the debt, and it would be repaid.

Meanwhile, those seven were seated among the clouds, receiving the incense offerings of ten thousand cities.

In this life, he would not ascend.

He would fight his way up.