King of Hundred Victories Saber

Shi Feiyang opens his eyes to the clang of steel and the smell of blood, his old life gone between one breath and the next. In this harsh martial world, he is nobody—until a dragon-shaped shadow coils through his mind and a tower of jade and gold rises in the darkness behind his eyelids.

The Divine Dragon Pagoda is not made of brick or stone. It hangs in a separate sliver of reality where incense smoke never fades, where a single step carries him into silent training halls and weapon racks that replenish themselves. Inside, time stretches thin: a year of sweat, shattered bones, and rebuilt muscles passes while, outside, only heartbeats slip away. Whatever he needs to climb higher—manuals, techniques, sparring illusions that kill as cleanly as real blades—the Pagoda lays before him.

But Shi Feiyang’s first trial isn’t glory; it’s an old man in chains.

Master Yuan Chi, the monk whose name once quieted feuds across the rivers and lakes, lies poisoned and powerless in the dungeons of Snow Eagle Castle. A century of cultivation burned to ash, his body bears the marks of every cruelty the castle’s lords could imagine. To reach him, Shi must step out of the Pagoda’s warped time and into a fortress where every corridor smells of rust and cold wind, and every smile hides a knife.

If he fails, the last light of an entire generation of martial heroes goes out—and all his borrowed years in the Pagoda will amount to nothing more than a coward’s retreat.