The figure leaned down, gazing at him on the brink of death, their enchanting eyes filled with a derisive smile. “In this life, and the next, you will forever remain the one who fails, Gu Pinglin.” Cast into hell by the embrace of solitude, the lonely genius met his demise clutching onto an obsession with victory and succumbed. Yet, he awoke still clinging to this fixation. The past, like a fleeting dream, the heart of the path suddenly clear, but alas, the obsession remained indelible. Upon rebirth, he vowed to extinguish this fixation and once again prove the Great Dao! I have arrived, my arch-nemesis.