The Day the Seven Saints Dismembered Me, I Was Reborn

On the day of his ascension, Xie Zhao was stabbed in the back by seven disciples. Sword bone, dao foundation, elixir heart, name and status—one share each. Once the division was done, they became the Seven Saints worshiped by the world. Three hundred years later, he is reborn into a sixteen-year-old boy just publicly measured as having "severed spirit veins." The moment he opens his eyes, he sees a flame burning above everyone's head: whoever owes him, the fire burns above that person's head; the number on the flame is the debt. Collect it, and it is repaid to him. And those seven people are sitting above the clouds, receiving incense from ten thousand cities. In this life, he will not ascend. He will kill his way up. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: The Day the Seven Saints Dismembered Me, I Was Reborn — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠