Fortunate_Felix

To defy fate is to tear open the sky itself.

In an empire where cultivation reigns and the path to immortality is paved with bone, blood, and betrayal, Lin Xun is born with nothing — no clan, no spirit root, no future. Or so it seems.

But when a shattered jade pendant from his late mother awakens strange soul memories, Lin Xun begins to dream not as himself, but as Xu Tianheng — a tyrant of a lost age who nearly tore open the Heavens in his pursuit of godhood.

As Lin Xun climbs the cruel ranks of Dustwind Sect, from outer disciple to core contender, he discovers that his soul carries the Sealbreaker brand — a mark long feared by the Celestial Realms. Pursued by secret orders, demon cultivators, and heaven-born rivals, Lin Xun must walk a path no one dares tread:

Cultivating the Heaven-Sundered Bone Gates, a lost technique that fuses soul and marrow.

Facing Heaven Phantoms, spirit-guardians of divine law.

Unlocking the Void Gate, an ancient force erased from all records.

And enduring echoes of a love lost across lifetimes.

As the Heaven Realm stirs and war brews between mortal sects and divine houses, Lin Xun stands at the center of a fate older than the realms themselves — a weapon, a heretic, a remnant of a rebellion that nearly shattered existence.

But this time, he will not die a god.

This time, he will live as a man — and forge his own ascension.

Heaven - Sundered Path

Scene 1 — Descent into the Unknown

The Third Gate was unlike the others — it didn't open with force, Qi, or even touch.

Instead, it responded to acceptance.

"To pass, you must welcome what you fear most," Yun Shen whispered.

His Rootless Blade shimmered, not with light, but shadow — echoes of all the truths he had denied, severed, or hidden.

Scene 2 — The Chamber of Origins

They landed in a vast subterranean chamber. In its center was a throne of silver roots, and upon it sat a corpse — draped in stars, its face covered by a veil.

All around them, giant fragments of memory floated like shattered glass: images of different Lin Xuns, different paths, endless what-ifs.

"What… is this place?" Lin Xun murmured.

"Where the Heaven-Sundered Sutra was first written."

Not in body, but in consciousness.

A voice — not heard, but felt — emerged:

"You who bear the Rootless Path…"

"Are you ready to see the first truth?"

Scene 3 — Revelation: The Fragmented Soul

A storm of visions engulfed Lin Xun.

He saw seven fragments of a once-godly soul, each flung across space and time:

"I am not your echo," he said through gritted teeth.

"I am not your heir. I am your end."

The corpse on the throne smiled faintly beneath its veil.

Runes emerged beneath Lin Xun's feet, forming a ritual of succession.

"They're trying to make you the next bearer… the next God Fragment! If you accept, you lose yourself!"

"Will you ascend, and become the mind of the Sutra once more?"

Lin Xun's Rootless Blade trembled. It began to shatter — not physically, but philosophically — unable to coexist with what he was being asked to become.

He drove it into the ritual circle.

Scene 5 — Birth of the Unwritten Path

The corpse crumbled into dust, returning its divine essence to the Grave.

And where Lin Xun stood, the ritual runes warped — not completing a cycle, but breaking it.

In his hands, the Rootless Blade reforged itself into something new:

A blade of ink and silence — a Conceptual Weapon, not bound by law or Qi, but by idea.

"What is it called?" Yun Shen asked.

"I don't know," Lin Xun replied, voice hoarse.

"It has no name. Because I haven't written it yet."

Above them, the Grave began to collapse — not in ruin, but rebirth.

They fled up through the ceiling of roots.

"Do you understand what that means?"

"It means the Heaven-Sundered Sutra is no longer watching me."

In his palm glowed a single fragment of the Sutra — now blank.

Beneath the Final Gate