High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

The third generation.

This time, Zhou Luotian gave Shen Chang'an a perfect, flawless, and dreamlike start.

He was the sole heir of a top-tier conglomerate, born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Whatever he wanted, he only needed to say a word, and countless people would offer it to him.

In this life, Zhou Luotian relentlessly showered him with temptations.

The corruption of power, the squandering of money, the advances of stunningly beautiful women, the flattery of cronies...

From the moment he became conscious, countless temptations were luring him.

Shen Chang'an was lost. Without any real memories, he, like all spoiled brats, indulged in a life of extravagance and debauchery. Sports cars, yachts, spending money like water—he seemed to have become a walking corpse, completely hollowed out by desire.

Zhou Luotian watched from the sidelines, his brows furrowed slightly. Could it be that this kid's principles, in the end, couldn't withstand the erosion of this worldly corruption?

However, things will inevitably turn into their opposites when they reach an extreme.

At a lavish yacht party, surrounded by deafening music and a reveling crowd, Shen Chang'an held a wine glass, looking at his own face, reflecting excessive indulgence, in the glass window, and suddenly felt an unprecedented wave of nausea.

"What...am I doing?"

He seemed to hear a question coming from the depths of his soul.

Shen Chang'an pushed away the stunningly beautiful woman in his arms and threw away the expensive red wine in his hand.

The next day, he resigned from all his positions in the conglomerate, refused the family marriage proposal, and donated all of his billions of assets to a charitable foundation.

And he began to try to learn again, and was admitted to a local university for graduate studies.

Finally, he took off his bespoke suit, put on an ordinary windbreaker, and shouldered his backpack.

He went to teach in the most remote mountainous areas and participated in ecological protection in the most arduous uninhabited areas. He went through this extreme temptation, but in the end, he waved his sleeves, cut off all the shackles of money, and returned to his purest self.

......

Three lifetimes: one of poverty, one of going astray, and one of extravagance.

In this boy who had just turned eighteen, Zhou Luotian actually saw a state of mind that was almost perfect.

"Wealth and honor cannot corrupt me, poverty and hardship cannot sway me, and power and force cannot subdue me..."

Zhou Luotian gazed at Shen Chang'an, whose breathing was gradually stabilizing on the bed, and murmured to himself.

"With such a state of mind, no wonder he was able to cultivate a spiritual sea spanning nine hundred and ninety-nine miles. This kid is a natural-born cultivator of the Great Dao!"

Zhou Luotian's spirit body hovered in mid-air, his eyes flashing with a strong desire to explore.

"In your previous three lives, you guarded your true nature. I'd like to see just how far your Dao heart truly lies! Is it ten lifetimes? A hundred lifetimes? Or... a thousand lifetimes of reincarnation?!"

Shen Chang'an on the bed frowned instantly, completely sinking into one bizarre and vivid dream after another.

He became a general who died in countless battles, an honest official who was framed and killed in the imperial court, a traveling doctor who practiced medicine but was killed by chaotic troops, and an assassin who wiped out an entire family for revenge...

Lifetimes of joys and sorrows, births, aging, sickness, and death.

In this endless cycle of reincarnation, Shen Chang'an endures soul-shaking and baptisms that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Just as Zhou Luotian was completely focused on manipulating the dream.

The door to the side room opened silently.

The three Taoist priests from Lingshan entered the room.

"How is the situation?"

Lingshan Daoist glanced at Shen Chang'an, who was covered in sweat on the bed, and asked in a low voice.

"This Great Dream Spring and Autumn Manual is mentally taxing; can this little child withstand it?"

Zhou Luotian turned around and replied, "Judging from the current situation, this kid's character far exceeds your imagination. He has survived the trials of his previous lives, whether they were extreme suffering or the most intense temptations, and he has not lost his original heart."

Du Qiongyu said, "Isn't that settled then? Since he has a good temperament, let's not torment his little brother anymore. Let's wake him up quickly and prepare him to break through to the sixth realm."

Qin Xu nodded slightly in agreement.

"What do you know?"

Zhou Luotian snorted.

"If the Great Dream of Spring and Autumn were to end hastily after only a few lifetimes, that would be like skimming the surface! Only by constantly rising and falling in the cycle of reincarnation through countless lifetimes, shattering and rebuilding the soul, can one truly see a person's true nature!"

"Since you intend to pass on the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Technique and the Heaven and Earth Two-Severing Seal to him, and you also expect him to condense a spiritual abyss from a thousand-mile spiritual sea, then he must endure a test a hundred times greater than that of ordinary people! What I want to see is where his limits truly lie."

After listening, the three looked at each other, knowing that once Zhou Luotian made up his mind, not even nine oxen could pull him back.

"Fine, fine, do whatever you want."

Lingshan Daoist waved his hand helplessly.

"But let me warn you, don't go too far. If you really dry up this kid's soul in his dream and turn him into an idiot, we'll lose a treasure trove."

"However, this incantation consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Do you have any left?"

Zhou Luotian's spirit paused slightly, then coughed awkwardly twice: "Ahem... well, the spiritual energy I received earlier is almost gone. Since the three of you are so wealthy now... how about giving me some help?"

The three of them rolled their eyes in unison.

So this old guy not only wants to torture free laborers, but also makes them pay for blue potions?

"Take it, take it."

Ling Shan Daoist waved his sleeve impatiently, separating a ball of pure spiritual energy from his own spiritual energy reserves and injecting it into Zhou Luotian's body.

Du Qiongyu and Qin Xu also each released a burst of spiritual energy.

Thank you.

Zhou Luotian absorbed the spiritual energy, and his spiritual body visibly solidified, while his magic seals became more stable.

"Take it easy."

The three exchanged a few words and then left the side room without disturbing the others.

The room returned to silence.

Zhou Luotian looked at Shen Chang'an on the bed.

"Young man, the sea of ​​suffering in this mortal world is boundless. What follows is the true purgatory..."

A month passed quickly in the abyss.

In the side room, Shen Chang'an still lay quietly on the bed. His face was as pale as paper, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

He has experienced hundreds of reincarnations, and now he is in an ancient dynasty world.

In this life, Shen Chang'an was reborn into the renowned Gu family, a prestigious scholarly clan in the capital.

As the eldest son of the Gu family, he displayed remarkable intelligence from a young age. He studied diligently for over a decade, eventually becoming the most renowned scholar in the capital.

He also has a younger sister, Gu Shuyi, who is eighteen years old this year. The girl is extremely beautiful, with bright eyes and white teeth, and skin as white as snow. She wears a light green Suzhou embroidered dress, and every move she makes exudes the gentleness and grace of a well-bred young lady.

Gu Shuyi has been most attached to her older brother since she was a child, like a little tail, with eyes full of admiration for her brother.

Today is the day he achieved great joy by passing the imperial examination with flying colors!

The Gu residence was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and the air was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums. Officials, dignitaries, and friends from the capital came in droves to offer their congratulations. He, dressed in a bright red scholar's robe and adorned with a large red flower on his chest, stood proudly in the main hall, accepting toasts and flattery from everyone. Gu Shuyi stood obediently to the side, watching her brother with eyes full of pride.

In mid-air, Zhou Luotian, whose figure had disappeared, curled up a cold smile.

"Only when a person is at their most triumphant can they fall to the bottom and see through the illusions of the world. Let's see if your heart, honed over a hundred lifetimes, is strong enough."