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In his first life, Li Tianming was hailed as the Heavenly Strategist — a legendary cultivator, master tactician, and unifier of nations. But greatness breeds envy. Betrayed by those he trusted most, his death was disguised as natural, and his legacy was buried beneath lies.

A hundred years later, he awakens as Chen Yu, the son of a humble herbalist in a remote mountain village. The world has changed — empires have crumbled, ancient sects have risen, and history has twisted his name into myth. But within him awakens the mysterious Heaven’s Chronicle, a divine system that remembers the glory he once held... and the vengeance he never got to claim.

With only fragments of his past life, Chen Yu must rise once more — not as a ruler, but as a shadow in the storm. He will forge his strength anew, reclaim his lost name, and uncover the true conspiracy that shattered his legacy.

Rebirth. Revenge. Redemption.
In a world where cultivation meets mystic technology, where titans walk the skies and secrets shape reality — the Dragon Sovereign returns.

Rebirth of The Dragon Sovereign

They returned to Qinghe at dusk, dragging silence behind them like heavy chains.

The boy who had touched it remained unconscious, breath shallow, skin pallid as moonlight. Wei had carried him all the way back, jaw clenched and eyes dark.

Lin Yue walked beside Chen Yu, glancing at him now and then but saying nothing. She felt it too—the weight of something ancient pressing down on them.

Chen Yu, meanwhile, could feel the artifact pulsing in his satchel. The fragment of the Dragon's Scale, smooth and cold, seemed to resonate with the beat of his heart.

> [Artifact Acquired: Dragon's Scale – Dormant]

Effect: Sealed. Unlock requires 25% Legacy Integration.

Warning: Presence detectable to external cultivators.

That last line lingered in his mind.

Which meant… someone, somewhere, might already know.

Back at the village, the elders gathered with grim faces. Wei gave a heavily redacted report—mentioning the wolf, downplaying the monolith, omitting the scale. Chen Yu noticed. But no one interrupted.

Later, in the darkness of his borrowed room, Chen Yu finally sat alone.

He placed the scale fragment on the wooden floor before him. Despite its dull surface, it felt alive—like a heartbeat carved into stone. He reached out with his internal energy, channeling the meager strength he'd cultivated.

A symbol flickered across the scale: a coiling dragon wrapped around a nine-pointed star. And then—whispers.

Flashes of war. Screams. Power so vast it cracked mountains. And at the center—him. Clad in dark robes, standing atop a fortress of flame, commanding dragons like an emperor of gods.

Warning: External Detection Spike Detected.

From miles away—beyond the ridge, beyond the forest—a flicker of spiritual awareness brushed against the village like a passing shadow.

> A cultivator has sensed the Dragon's Scale.

Outside, thunder cracked in the distance. A storm gathered on the horizon.

Chapter 7:The Scale and the storm