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

"Because there, I can hold my own fate."


Li Junqing leaned back against the wooden railing, smiling leisurely:


"In Di'an City, my life and death do not depend on myself. All the efforts I make could be incinerated in an instant by someone else's fleeting thought, just like my imperial brother. He diligently served as the Crown Prince for decades, only to be undone in a moment by our father, the Emperor's, whim."


Li Junqing raised his hand toward the dark sky and clenched his fist:


"But as long as I am in Dongying, no matter how difficult it is, my fate is in my own hands."


After staring blankly at Li Junqing for several breaths, Xu Yuan chuckled lightly, shook his head, and said in a low voice:


"As a friend, I, Xu Changtian, can assure you that if you fail, I will..."


Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty-Three: Borrowing Troops_2