Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

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"Another life... done and dusted? Wasted potential," he sighed, shaking his head slightly. It wasn't just reincarnation; it felt more like fine-tuning an engine, grinding away at the same core until every gear meshed perfectly. Failure was expected, a necessary part of the process.

Bound to that damned book – the *Tome of Endless Lifetimes* – he'd long ago stopped questioning if his endless rebirths were punishment or destiny. Maybe it was both; perhaps 'chosen' was just another word for 'condemned.' But death? It wasn't an ending, not anymore. Just a blinking light before re-loading.

Each new cycle solidified the foundations of the old ones. The tiny clan he started building back in the mists of time, now it presided over star chains, whispered about as something almost mythical, some kind of divine legacy.

But that wasn't even the point. *The point* was watching those ripples – the whispers passed down through generations long ago, shaping a boy into someone huge, powerful enough to make Immortal Kings pause. That kid's sect touched the very edge of legend.

And what about Kuei? The one he'd tamed centuries ago? Now she ruled over abyssal demons, stood as an undeniable force in the Demon Abyss itself.

"Grade: C+," *Tome* offered coldly (or maybe neutrally?). "Standard rebirth protocol. Select one legacy path for your next cycle: Body, Skill, or Innate Trait."

He chose 'Dynamic Vision,' a minor talent but fundamentally useful. It transferred, leaving its mark on his consciousness.

Then the bonus popped up – random perks from three pools, or upgrade *that*. A gamble? Or too much trouble?

Nope. He wanted focused power. Right then, he pinpointed and claimed another advantage related to perception and speed.

He didn't just want to reach the peak of Ascension; he intended to stand there forever, weathering time itself with his resolve. "I am Zhao Sheng," a mantra whispered into infinity across countless cycles. "This cosmos? It's mine for all time."