Kieroin, a master of the spirit arts, stood on the precipice of becoming a spirit god. As he began his cultivation, an overwhelming presence washed over him: a thousand spirit roars echoed through the air. Kieroin was powerful, but he was no match for that many opponents. The source of this terrifying force belonged to a notorious sect known as the "Rose Hunters Sect," renowned for its strength and ruthlessness.

"Your life ends here, Kieroin!" shouted Lin Fe, a formidable member of the sect. Before Kieroin could react, Lin Fe plunged a dagger deep into his chest. But instead of death, Kieroin found himself enveloped in blinding light.

When the light faded, he was stunned to realize he had been transported into another body, thousands of years into the future.

"What just happened? Why am I still alive?" Kieroin whispered, bewildered by his new surroundings.

"Lord Kieroin is still alive!" exclaimed a servant girl, her eyes wide with shock.

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"What's going on?" Kieroin demanded, still processing his sudden transformation.

Another servant spoke up, fear etched on her face. "My lord, you were poisoned by your brother! He betrayed you."

Kieroin frowned, confusion deepening. "Why would he poison his own brother?"

"Because the Rose Hunters Sect captured your grandfather and took him as a sacrifice to the demons," the servant explained urgently.

"Demons?" Kieroin's heart raced as the implications settled in. If he was now in this child's body, he couldn't stand idly by. He had once mastered the spirit arts, and although his new body was weak, the power he had amassed still lingered within him.

Determined, he resolved, **I must cultivate once more!** He quickly began channeling his energy, focusing on spirit self-healing, spirit Qi, spirit condensing, and ultimately the spirit gold body.

"How is this possible?? My lord, how are you doing this?" one of the servants gasped in amazement.

"None of your business," Kieroin replied curtly, his focus unwavering.

"I'm very sorry, my lord!" she stammered, bowing deeply.

With renewed vigor, Kieroin leaped from the castle, propelled by an immense force, and soared toward the Rose Hunters Sect.

"So fast!" the servant gasped, watching in awe. "I hope my lord will be safe."