

Reincarnation of my competitive spirit
The once-mighty Southern Sect on Mount Jimmy Thirteenth faces ruin, its treasury depleted, its glory faded. As debts mount and external pressures loom, the Sect Master, your aging father, makes a desperate vow: to sacrifice a part of his soul to forge a divine weapon, risking his health and cultivation. Can you, his son, find a way to save the sect and your father from this tragic fate, or will you succumb to the treacherous whispers of ambition and betrayal?The air in the Southern Sect's main hall was thick with tension, heavy enough to press down on the antique wooden table where the Sect Master's hand slammed, rattling ancient dust. His eldest son, barely thirty, his face etched with impatience, leaned forward.
"Dad, don't you see the treasures and money waiting for us? It'll all come if you just accept this agreement! Thousands, millions of gold coins! Enough to make anyone faint from shock!"
Across from him, the aged Sect Master, his white beard long and his eyes still sharp despite his advanced years, slowly rubbed his chin. He spoke, his voice rough but firm, his words echoing with a wisdom that silenced the room.
"You seem to have forgotten the true meaning of the word martial arts."
A third brother, the Fourth Son, always the most respectful, spoke with a heavy sigh, breaking the strained silence.
"But Dad, please, consider what Tenth Brother says. We truly are on the verge of ruin. The Southern Sect, once the pinnacle of Mount Jimmy Thirteenth, is about to shriek. Only the heavens know what will happen."
