Chen Changqin was the Zither Emperor. "Three lifetimes without entering the bonds of love" did not mean he had reincarnated three times.
Rather, he fell asleep once every three thousand years. When he awoke again, all his cultivation and realm would fade away, though they would slowly recover as he used the Wind-Listening Ancient Zither.
Three lifetimes meant nine thousand years!!
He did not know where he had come from, why he had to sleep every three thousand years, or how long each slumber would last before his next awakening.
It might be a mere three years, or it might be a long three hundred years.
During his first life, nine thousand years ago, he had witnessed the splendor of an immortal Dynasty. Yet one day, a giant hand seemed to tear it apart and wrench it away by force!!
Even the blazing sun had gone out. When light reappeared, nothing remained. Ordinary people, having lost the Dynasty's immortal fortune, could no longer contend with the Beast Clan.
Chen Changqin could no longer see the future and fell straight into slumber.
During his second life, more than six thousand years ago, when he opened his eyes again, the Human Race seemed to show signs of rising. Wanting to do something, he spent a thousand years searching across countless mountains and rivers, gathering every material he could use.
At last, he crafted a fairly good zither and named it "Wind-Listening," because when the wind brushed past and stirred its strings, it produced faint, melodious notes.
It was as though heaven and earth themselves were playing and singing!
But crafting that zither had wasted too much time, and he fell asleep once more.
Then came his third life. Good heavens... one might have thought he had transmigrated. The Human Race had actually