He looked at his hands—they were small, calloused, and stained with the dirt of a common laborer. He was back in the Outer Disciple quarters of the Azure Mist Sect. This was the year 142 of the Lunar Era. He had returned five hundred years into the past. Name: Han Fei (Age 15) Realm: Mortal (Body Refining - Level 1) Spirit Root: Crippled (Degraded) Technique: None
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But now? He knew where the Heaven-Sealing Lotus grew. He knew the hidden weakness in the Sect Leader’s "Invincible" sword style. He knew which unassuming beggar in the capital was actually a wandering Saint in disguise. He looked at his hands—they were small, calloused,
A bitter smile played on his young lips. In his previous life, he had spent decades trying to fix his crippled spirit root through mediocre pills and desperate prayer. He had been the laughingstock of the sect, the "Trash Elder" who only succeeded through sheer, bloody-minded persistence. He had returned five hundred years into the past
As his vision faded, he didn't feel fear. He felt a cold, sharp clarity. He reached into the void of his consciousness and triggered the , a technique he had spent three centuries perfecting but hoped never to use.