Sheng Lingxiao was born in the Vermilion Bird Divine Land, and his fate can be summed up in two words.
Miserable and miserable.
To describe it in three words: very miserable.
To put it simply, he's suffering more than anyone else.
He was a jinx, and he brought death to everyone who came near him; even plants and trees could not escape his wrath.
He has been wandering alone since childhood, and anyone who shows him kindness is killed by him. He can't even grow flowers or plant trees.
This resulted in him only being able to talk to himself since childhood, but he was constantly being hunted down by the Vermilion Bird Temple, and as a last resort, he ran into the Realm Battlefield.
There, he met the only person in his life who wouldn't be killed by him, and who changed his destiny.
She was a beautiful young girl with a serene demeanor.
She said her name was Li Miaoru and that she came from Daqi.
She made a deal with herself, taking away her own luck and changing her tragic fate of being the one who would die if she touched someone.
She taught herself cultivation and also activated memories hidden deep within her bloodline.
The ancient witch clan was most skilled in the art of curses.
He was grateful to Li Miaoru and liked her, but not in the romantic sense.
Because she was my first friend, and a friend I considered my benefactor.
It was that smiling little girl who showed Sheng Lingxiao what it meant for a goddess to cause the deaths of millions when she was angry.
He also witnessed firsthand how Princess Yun Yun of the Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty, and her protectors, were instantly killed.
It was then that he realized how terrifying his benefactor and friend were.
She said, "If you have nowhere to go and don't know where home is, then come to Daqi."
If you come, I will recommend you to His Highness.
After all, the descendants of the ancient witch clan still possess some potential.
After thinking for a moment, Sheng Lingxiao first nodded and then shook his head.
I am willing to join Daqi, then pointed to my head.
But I need to finish what I'm doing here now.
Li Miaoru nodded and then handed him an identity plaque.
With this plaque, you are a member of Dan Palace, and even more so, a member of Daqi.
Before turning to leave, Li Miaoru told him.
My prince's name is Ye Boqi.
This was his encounter with Li Miaoru, a unique opportunity that belonged only to them.
But this serendipitous encounter set the tone for what followed.
After so many years of living in a daze, Sheng Lingxiao's bloodline was awakened by Li Miaoru, and the memories deep within his illusory meridians were also activated.
The ancient witch clan was incredibly powerful, a behemoth on the entire Holy Spirit Continent, but one day they suddenly became extinct.
This is something recorded in the imperial records.
When the Wu tribe was at its peak, it had countless vassals, many of whom were foreigners who called themselves slaves.
Among them, the most notable was a man named Yun Qinliancheng.
Yun Qinliancheng had not been a member of the Wu tribe for long, but he was the most loyal and humble of them all.
Regardless of the age or status of any member of the Wu tribe he encountered, Yun Qinliancheng would address them as "slave" and kneel in worship.
Such a person will naturally be looked down upon, but will also receive the greatest rewards from their master.
Nothing more than being loyal and humble enough.
Even the others, who also referred to themselves as slaves, ridiculed Yun Qinliancheng.
The way they wagged their tails and begged for food was truly appalling.
As time passed, no one paid attention to Yun Qinliancheng, who only knew how to fawn over others, and no one regarded him as a competitor.
But one day, the sun in the sky was obscured by endless rolling evil clouds, and terrifying lightning fell like a torrential downpour, thus wiping the witch clan from the world.
But when the lightning dissipated, everyone was astonished to discover that Yun Qinliancheng, who was even worse than a dog, had revealed his ambition and hidden strength.
He has been showing weakness while simultaneously building up his strength.
The great calamity of the Wu tribe became a stepping stone for his rise, and the surviving members of the Wu tribe were subjected to his relentless pursuit.
Those who had mocked him continued their mournful howls for decades.
Thus, the Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty was established by stepping over the corpses of the Wu tribe.
The current Heavenly Emperor City is the ancestral home of the Witch Clan.
So Sheng Lingxiao, the only surviving descendant of the Wu clan, has returned.
There are always too many coincidences and accidents in the world. As soon as he set foot on the land of the Emperor, he was spotted by the Deputy Director of the Imperial Observatory who was traveling, and was subsequently brought back to the Heavenly Emperor City.
He was also showing weakness, because after arriving in the Heavenly Emperor City, the ancestral witch energy that had been buried underground for countless years began to slowly gather in his body.
His skills are improving rapidly, by leaps and bounds.
He wanted revenge, but he also wanted to wait.
They were waiting for the opportunity to annihilate Yunqin in one fell swoop, and also for the opportunity to truly restore the strength that the Wu Clan should have had in the past.
He has a good mindset because he has already taken the first step in his plan.
The decline of the vast and boundless national fortune of the Celestial Empire was precisely the result of him infusing it with a wisp of ancestral witch energy.
What made him even happier was that he heard a name.
Yi Boqi.
That true ruler of Daqi was also the person he had promised Li Miaoru he would visit in the future.
During this process, he made his second friend.
Bo Jiudao.
He was a very kind old man who loved to drink and boast all day long, but he loved to take back his moves even more.
Even against someone who had just learned to play chess, he would constantly take back his moves.
That's shameless.
His identity is even more astonishing: the Right Director of the Household Affairs Department of the Celestial Empire.
The Household Affairs Department was in charge of the Heavenly Dynasty's finances and taxes; to put it bluntly, the Household Affairs Department was the Heavenly Dynasty's chief steward.
Whether it's for people's livelihood or military mobilization, everything must go through the Household Affairs Department.
You can't do anything if the management department doesn't allocate funds.
Logically speaking, the position of Right Chief is highly respected, but Bo Jiudao is the most hated person among the officials of this Celestial Dynasty.
In the Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty, the left was considered superior, and the head of the Household Affairs Department was the Left Department Chief.
However, the Left Chief had long since withdrawn from worldly affairs, and all the political affairs of the Household Affairs Department had been handed over to Bo Jiudao.
But this Bo Jiudao is an oddball; he'll cut corners and delay things whenever possible.
I don't care who's on the other end of the line or what your background is. If you want money from my company, that's it.
Disaster!
If you need a million, give me ten thousand first.
Have you ever seen such a crazy tactic?
Asking for a million but only receiving ten thousand is bound to lead to an argument. Okay, so you've chosen to argue, haven't you?
Then I won't even give you 10,000.
If you want to argue, I'll play along; if you want to make a scene, I'll be absent.
I'm very busy, I don't have time to deal with you, you son of a bitch.
Then this matter will be reported to the Heavenly Emperor, and the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Dynasty will personally intervene.
Everyone thought that with the Crown Prince of the Celestial Empire intervening, Bo Jiudao would obediently hand over the money and be punished.
But Bo Jiudao showed everyone through his actions.
The one with money in their hands is the father.
No matter who comes, it won't work.
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