The second day of the second lunar month, the beginning of the second month of spring.

To Su Yi, who’d reincarnated to cultivate anew, this day had an extraordinary meaning.

Eighteen years ago today, he was born into this world.

Fourteen years ago today, his mother, Ye Yufei, died of disease and left this world.

And exactly one year ago, shortly after recovering memories of his past life, he shocked the audience at Guangling City’s Dragon Gate Banquet, becoming the man of the hour.

Today, it was the second day of the second lunar month once more!

Memories of the past flooded into Su Yi’s mind.

“A year…” Su Yi rose, then left the building.

These were the wee hours of the night, or rather, very early in the morning. The winds howled.

Although a formation protected the ruins, he could still clearly see the stars shining overhead.

Su Yi took out his wicker chair and leaned into it, gazing into the dome of heaven. He felt an indescribable calm.

A year.

He’d cleaved countless karmic bonds and severed countless grudges. At every realm, he’d tempered foundations far beyond his past self.

When he thought back to everything that had happened over the past year,...