Sky-Scraping Tower

The Dayan Empire had enjoyed a reign of over thirteen hundred years.
The Emperor was critically ill, the Crown Prince was regent, local immortal sects were entrenched, and central authorities were vying for power in the chaotic court.
Upon waking,
Xu Yuan saw a dilapidated temple in the mountain rain at night,
saw the eerie, broken-armed stone Buddha,
and,
the mysterious woman by the fire, her face veiled by thin gauze.
...
...
He had become the ultimate villain's third son, of pure heritage and legitimate lineage.
The fake villain, dressed in fine garments and enjoying luxurious feasts, simply waited to be humiliated, while the real villain was caught by the Big Ice Lump and dragged across the world in flight from the start.
Golden finger?
Only a fake villain relied on a golden finger to get rich, a true villain dared to confront a bleak life!
"If Heaven had not birthed me, Xu Changtian, villains would be as eternal as the never-ending night."
"........"
"Father, save me!"

Let Me Explain, Fairy

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Several white clouds leisurely drifted across the azure sky, beneath which lay a lush landscape as dark as ink.


A muddy cypress path meandered out from between the verdant and majestic mountain ranges of Jingjiang Prefecture, with merchant caravans strolling along it, flanked by endless paddy fields.


The sound of horse hoofs was crisp, the wheel ruts leisurely.


A young man sat in a luxurious carriage, gazing leisurely at the scenery outside the window.


This route was not one of Dayan's extensive network of official roads but a pathway connecting various villages and hamlets.


His gaze dropped to the well-organised, dark brown road below.


Chapter 480: Western Front