From the Battlefield to the Unknown- War. Blood. Chaos.

Boom!

The deafening roar of artillery filled the air. The ground trembled as explosions ripped through the battlefield, sending shrapnel and bodies flying. Smoke, fire, and death choked the land as bullets zipped past like silent reapers, cutting down soldiers left and right.

Corporal Qin Chen ran forward, gripping his assault rifle tight, his boots sinking into the mud and blood-soaked earth. His squad was already dead, torn apart by enemy fire. The only thing that kept him moving was pure survival instinct. He was only 23 years old, but had been promoted to the rank of Corporal due to his outstanding military achievements. He should have had a bright future ahead of him, alas, his squad was ambushed.

Just a little longer…

A machine gun nest ahead was cutting through his unit like paper. If he could take it out—maybe, just maybe—he'd buy enough time for the reinforcements to arrive.

Gritting his teeth, he sprinted forward. The screams of dying men filled his ears. His body burned with exhaustion, but he pushed on, closing the distance.

Almost there…

Then, a flash of light—

CRACK!

A sniper bullet pierced his skull.

His body crashed to the ground. Everything faded to black.

Qin Chen woke up gasping.

What the fuck?

He bolted upright, his chest heaving, his hands instinctively reaching for his rifle—but there was nothing.

No battlefield. No explosions. No blood.

Just… silence.

Blinking, he slowly took in his surroundings. He was inside a small wooden room, lit by soft candlelight. The scent of sandalwood filled the air, mixing with the crisp freshness of the wilderness outside.

Then he noticed his hands.

They were flawless, smooth, and almost unnaturally elegant—a stark contrast to the battle-hardened, calloused hands he had before.

A sliver of silver caught his eye. Across the room, an old bronze mirror stood against the wall. He got to his feet, moving towards it on instinct. The moment he saw his reflection—

"What the fuck?!"

Gone was his scarred, war-torn face.

Instead, a man of devastating beauty stared back at him.

His skin was perfect, his sharp features carrying an almost otherworldly charm. His blonde hair cascaded smoothly down his back, his golden eyes glowed faintly under the candlelight. Even without trying, his face carried an arrogant and regal air, like some kind of untouchable celestial being.

"What kind of god-tier face is this?" he muttered, touching his cheek in disbelief.

Then—

Ding!

A cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

(System Binding Complete!)

(Welcome to the Supreme Ascension System!)

Qin Chen froze.

A… system?

Before he could even process what was happening, a translucent screen flashed before his eyes, filled with shimmering, golden text.

[Supreme Ascension System]

-System Store 

-System Lottery 

-??? (Locked)

-??? (Locked)

-??? (Locked)

(Ding! As a new user, you have received)

-[1x Supreme Lottery Draw]

-[1000 System Points]

Qin Chen narrowed his eyes. His mind spun rapidly, processing the situation.

Reincarnation? A system? A second chance?

His soldier instincts kicked in. He forced himself to stay calm, to analyze his new reality.

The only active functions were the System Store and the Lottery. The others were blurred out, inaccessible for now.

And from the looks of it—

He turned to the side, his sharp gaze landing on the neatly folded robes resting on a nearby wooden chair. A jade token lay atop the fabric, engraved with three words:

Outer Disciple – Azure Sky Sect

So, I've been reincarnated into a sect in a fantasy world?

For a moment, his mind reeled. This was straight out of the web novels he used to read during downtime between missions.

But if this was real—

Then he had just one goal.

To rise. To become untouchable. To never die a meaningless death again.

Qin Chen's gaze hardened.

First things first… let's see what this system can do.

[System Lottery – 1 Draw Available]

Would you like to spin? (Y/N)

His lips curled into a smirk.

"Let's see what I get."

He confirmed the draw, and instantly, the entire room dimmed as a gigantic golden wheel materialized in his mind.

The wheel was massive, its surface glowing with countless mysterious treasures—

-Celestial Immortal Bloodline – Become an immortal descendant!

-Heavenly Battle Physique – Unparalleled martial might!

-Void Monarch's Inheritance – Control the fabric of space itself!

-Nine Suns Divine Scripture – Master the power of the eternal sun!

-Eternal Titan's Strength – A physique that breaks all limits!

His breath caught.

Any of these could make him an absolute powerhouse.

If I land on one of these…

The wheel spun, its hum deep and resounding, filling his mind with anticipation.

Slower… slower…

It lands.

A flaming symbol ignites on the wheel—a swirling golden flame, ancient and untamed.

Qin Chen felt it before he saw it.

The moment the flaming symbol on the golden wheel shone, an explosive force erupted inside him.

BOOM!

A sea of golden fire exploded from his core, spreading through every fiber of his being. His entire body was engulfed in roaring flames, yet there was no pain—only overwhelming power surging through his veins.

His bones cracked, then regenerated, now infused with a blazing, indestructible fire essence. His muscles were reforged, pulsing with raw, primal heat. Molten golden runes burned into his flesh, forming intricate, ancient Dao markings across his arms, chest, and back—sigils of a fire deity from the dawn of creation.

Then—

RUMBLE!

The entire Azure Sky Sect trembled.

The night sky outside turned crimson, as if dyed in liquid fire.

The ground beneath the sect's outer disciple quarters split open, cracks glowing with searing lava-like energy.

Above, the heavens twisted, and three colossal flame dragons emerged from the void, their translucent bodies coiling around the sect. Their eyes, burning like miniature suns, locked onto the source of their summoning—Qin Chen.

Deep in the core region of the Azure Sky Sect, an elder seated in meditation suddenly snapped open his eyes. His breath faltered.

"This… this is…"

At the peak of the sect's Heavenly Flame Pavilion, an ancient artifact—an eternal flame lantern—suddenly flickered uncontrollably.

In the grand hall, several high-ranking elders turned in the same direction at once.

"A Fire Dao Manifestation?! And this intensity… No ordinary talent could trigger such a phenomenon!"

Sect Master Jiang Tianxuan, an old yet regal figure, stepped forward. His eyes pierced through space, instantly locking onto the disciple quarters.

The moment he saw the sky ignited in golden flames and the fire dragons circling above, his expression hardened.

"Find out who this is."

Inside his wooden room, Qin Chen gasped, gripping his chest. The power flooding his body was unstoppable, wild, and absolute.

Then—

BOOM!

Golden flames erupted from his back, forming a massive fire lotus, its petals made of pure Dao essence.

Inside the lotus, mystical symbols pulsed with divine energy—symbols representing sovereignty over fire itself.

Then, an ethereal voice echoed in his soul, as if spoken by an ancient deity.

"He who bears the Fire Sovereign Dao Body… shall stand above all flames in existence."

"No fire shall harm him. No flame shall resist him. All shall bow."

At that moment—

A phantom sun manifested behind him, casting a blinding, celestial glow.

The walls of his room melted away, vaporized by the sheer heat radiating from his transformation. The wooden floor beneath him turned to ash, but somehow, the fire never burned him—it was his to command.

His skin glowed, his golden eyes flickering with ember-like brilliance.

This power…

Qin Chen exhaled, and as he did, the golden flames coiled around him obediently, forming a burning divine robe over his bare skin.

He lifted his hand—

And a tiny ember floated in his palm.

A simple thought—

FWOOSH!

That ember expanded into a roaring inferno, yet the moment he willed it, it shrank back into nothingness.

The fire was now an extension of his soul.

Ding! Awakening of Fire Sovereign Dao Body Complete!

New Status Unlocked: [Fire Sovereign Dao Body]

Abilities Gained:

-Absolute Fire Affinity: Instantly comprehend all fire-based techniques and absorb any flame into personal power.

-Flame Domination: All lesser fire-based beings or attacks are suppressed before you.

-Immortal Fire Core: Your body refines Qi through an endless cycle of fire, increasing cultivation speed exponentially.

-Fire Immunity: No flame in existence can harm you; all fire nourishes you.

-??? (Sealed Until Higher Realm)

Outside, the entire sect had noticed.

Disciples rushed outside their rooms, pointing at the fire dragons in the sky and the golden lotus of flames blooming in the outer disciple quarters.

"What the hell is happening?!"

"Did an elder advance to the Nascent Soul Realm? No—this feels even stronger!"

At the edge of the sect's grand hall, a white-robed elder descended, his gaze dark and calculating.

"Investigate. Now."

As his power settled, Qin Chen clenched his fists.

This was just the start.

He wasn't born strong in this new world, but with this system, this Dao Body… he had everything he needed to rise.

He took a step forward—

And suddenly, there was a loud knock on his broken-down door.

A deep, authoritative voice spoke from the other side:

"Disciple Qin Chen. By order of the sect elders… step forward."

Qin Chen smirked.

So they noticed, huh?