Thunder roared across the shattered sky.
Jiang Chen knelt atop a ruined peak, his robes drenched in blood, his breathing ragged and shallow. Before him stood the so-called righteous cultivators—elders, sect masters, and heavenly geniuses—all staring at him as if he were a monster.
"Hand over the Primordial Scripture," one of them demanded coldly.
Jiang Chen laughed, a hoarse, defiant sound.
"You hunted me for ten years… slaughtered everyone I ever knew… and now you speak of righteousness?"
His vision blurred, but his grip on the broken sword in his hand tightened.
He had climbed from nothing. No talent. No backing. Only sheer will.
And yet, in the end… he was still cornered.
A spear pierced through his chest.
Blood sprayed.
Jiang Chen coughed, but his lips curled into a smile.
"If there is another life…"
His voice was barely a whisper.
"I will defy even the heavens."
Darkness consumed him.
Warmth.
Softness.
A faint fragrance of incense.
Jiang Chen's eyes snapped open.
He was lying on a bed.
"…I'm alive?"
Before he could react, memories flooded his mind like a raging river.
This body—same name, Jiang Chen—was the useless young master of the Jiang Family, mocked for having crippled meridians.
"Reborn…?"
His heartbeat quickened.
Then—
A cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding!]
[Primordial System activated.]
Jiang Chen froze.
"…System?"
[Binding host… 10%… 50%… 100%.]
[Binding complete.]
A translucent panel appeared before his eyes.
Host: Jiang Chen
Realm: Mortal
Physique: Crippled
System Level: 1
Points: 0
Jiang Chen's breathing grew heavy.
"This…"
His eyes burned with intensity.
A second chance.
And this time—
He wasn't alone.
The system spoke again.
[Newbie Mission Issued.]
[Repair meridians within 3 days.]
[Reward: Primordial Body Tempering Technique.]
Jiang Chen slowly clenched his fists.
A dangerous smile spread across his face.
"Heavens…"
"I'm coming for you"