Once upon a time, there was a man named Qin Fitian. He was born in a cultivation world, but his luck was terrible and his talent only mediocre. Still, he never gave up. Through sheer determination, he climbed step by step, and though he never reached the pinnacle, he was no longer ordinary.
But fate was cruel. In the end, he was betrayed and killed by his own brother.
At the moment of his death, Qin Fitian was offered another chance. The Devil Path extended a contract—he would be granted ten reincarnations, but on one condition: in every life, he must become the strongest of his world. If he failed even once, his soul would be destroyed forever.
Qin Fitian accepted.
Ten lifetimes passed. With each reincarnation, he fought, struggled, and grew stronger. Yet after so many lives, he nearly forgot the face of his first self.
Finally, the Heavenly Dao of the Matrix Universe recognized his persistence. As a reward, it allowed him to be reborn once more into his very first life—this time carrying all the memories of his ten reincarnations.
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Qin Fitian awoke with a sharp breath. Memories of countless battles, victories, and betrayals surged into his mind like a raging tide. His expression hardened.
"In my first life, I was pathetic. That will not happen again. This time, I will become the strongest cultivator in the whole Universe and in the matrix "
"Young Master, are you awake?" A soft voice pulled him back from his thoughts.
It was a maid standing just outside his chamber.
"Yes," Qin Fitian replied calmly. "What is it?"
"The Patriarch of the household has summoned you."
"Very well. Tell him I will be there shortly."
He rose from his bed, changed into a clean white robe, and let his long black hair fall freely down his back. With steady steps, he made his way toward the main hall.
Inside, his younger brother was already seated, along with a middle-aged man whose face Qin Fitian would never forget.
His uncle—Qin U Ya.
In his past life, this man had stolen all of his late parents' inheritance with a cunning smile.
Suppressing his hatred, Qin Fitian bowed slightly. "Greetings, Uncle."
Qin U Ya's lips curved into a smile that did not reach his eyes. "Fitian, how is your awakening practice going?"
"It is going well," Qin Fitian answered evenly.
"Good, good. You are the hope of our Qin family," Qin U Ya said with a laugh. Then he cast a dismissive glance at Qin Fitian's younger brother. "As for your brother, if he can awaken even a C-grade talent, I will be satisfied."
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Talent Grades of Cultivators:
F < E < D < C < B < A < S < X < Z