Seven-year-old Ye Yu only felt coldness and ruthlessness. He often played with the Holy Lord's son and even affectionately called him "brother" again and again.

Unexpectedly, the father and son from Tianyue Holy Land completely disregarded his father's years of hard work and cruelly gouged out his eyes!

Ye Yu, who lost both his eyes, was abandoned outside the Heavenly Moon Holy Land. Fortunately, he was picked up by an old man. Although he has suffered many hardships over the years, he and the old man have lived a happy life.

Sometimes Ye Yu thought, "It's just a pair of eyes. If you want them, just take them."

When he needed protection the most, his parents were not by his side; all he had were jackals and tigers!

I thought I would spend my whole life in darkness, but the old man's kind voice calling out "Xiaoyu" again and again...

"Xiaoyu, this is your favorite food, eat more."

"Xiaoyu, go back inside quickly, don't catch a cold."

It was as if Ye Yu could see the existence of light again.

He vowed that when he grew up, he would protect the old man. So what if he was blind? At least he still had hands and feet.

You can also hear birds chirping.

You can also smell the fragrance of spring flowers.

Think about it, compared to many people, he is already quite fortunate.

That's how it is then, let's live out the rest of my disabled life.

But!

Good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.

In order to curry favor with the Holy Son, who was also the son of the Holy Lord, the outer disciples of the Heavenly Moon Holy Land brought the old man to the Holy Land.

Qin Yu waited and waited, but the old man never returned.

One day.

He was scavenging leftovers in the small town when he suddenly heard a sigh in the distance.

"That old man was so pitiful. He was hung at the gate of Tianyue City and froze to death by the icy air."

"Who can argue with that? I wonder how a mere mortal could have angered the Heavenly Moon Holy Land."

"Keep your voice down. There are powerful figures from the Holy Land in this town. Don't let them hear us."

"Sigh, what a world! Does the weak not deserve to live?"

The fading sounds of conversation blurred Ye Yu's vision, but he didn't shed tears. Instead, his fingernails pierced his palms, and blood flowed wildly, staining the steamed bun he was clutching red.

"I want to cultivate myself; I don't want to become a useless person!"

He screamed wildly.

Pedestrians pointed and whispered at him, their gazes filled with strange looks.

"Tch, a blind man, daring to dream of cultivation?"

"Yes, this person must have committed many sins in their past life, otherwise how could they be blind?"

"Hahaha, everyone in Qingtian Town is laughing their heads off! Little blind man, how about this: you kneel at my feet and kowtow to me a few times, and I'll teach you the methods of cultivation, how about it?"

Ye Yu ignored everyone and joined a small faction, finally embarking on the path of cultivation.

Having lost his Great Dao Divine Eye, his cultivation speed was as slow as a snail, but he did not slack off; instead, he worked even harder.

One day...

He is about to set foot on the Heavenly Moon Holy Land!

Slaughter everyone to death!

Not for oneself.

Not for parents.

Not the Ye family.

All for that kind old man's repeated calls of "Xiao Yu".

To this day, Ye Yu has finally cultivated to the level of Immortal Dao Emperor, becoming a powerful figure.

However, compared to a behemoth like the Heavenly Moon Holy Land, he was still like an ant.

Previously, when Ye Yu was in the primordial land, he was hunted down by powerful figures from the Heavenly Moon Holy Land. He fled all the way, tearing through the void, hoping to hide in the primordial land for a while.

Sitting on the rock, Ye Yu sighed, "The day of revenge seems far off!"

Just then, a mechanical voice suddenly came to his mind.

"Your opportunity lies on Penglai Immortal Island, with the Master of the Longevity Sect."

"Go forth and embark on your invincible path!"

Startled by this sudden action, Ye Yu immediately went on alert, spreading his divine sense across the endless area.

"who?"

After a long while, no one answered.

Ye Yu's tense body gradually relaxed, and he thought to himself, "Penglai Immortal Island, the Longevity Cult Master?"

Under his divine sense, there was an island in front of him with the four large, golden characters "Penglai Immortal Island" written on it.

"My opportunity lies there!"

For some reason, Ye Yu felt an inexplicable pull, a strong urge to go to that island.

He activated his escape technique and flew towards that direction.

Just then, in the Longevity Palace, Kuafu, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, heard the system's voice slowly ring out in his mind.

"bite!"

"Host, the first chosen one has arrived."

Kuafu opened his eyes and stepped off the island. He saw Qin Yue slowly descending from the void.

"Greetings, Master. Qin Yue has completed her mission."

"Everyone in the Hehuan Palace perished."

Qin Yue cupped her hands in greeting.

Kuafu laughed and said, "You did very well."

"Fellow Daoist."

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the sky. It was Yang Wuji, the Holy Son of the Divine Moon Holy Land. Beside him stood two elderly men with white hair and beards.

The two old men were exhausted and looked like they were about to die, but Kuafu could sense their strength, which was at the first level of the Supreme Realm.

Just like myself.

However, he only has a short period of a thousand years. After this period, his final realm will be the eighth level of the Immortal Dao Emperor.

"I am Yang Wuji, the Holy Son of the Divine Moon Holy Land, and I wish to invite you to join the Holy Land."

"What do you think, my friend?"

At this moment, Yang Wuji ignored Kuafu. In his eyes, this guy with no fluctuation in aura looked like an ordinary person.

Perhaps they are descendants of this fellow Daoist?

In his view, the cultivators of the Chaotic Starry Sky had all heard of the power of the Divine Moon Holy Land, and now that he had invited them, they should be overjoyed.

But why did Qin Yue remain so calm?

There was even a hint of disdain in his eyes.