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

Feng Jiuxuan was the first to return to the mansion, which actually wasn't surprising considering the sword he had used to cleave the Sky Dome already demonstrated his strength.


Even if the higher-ups at Jiatiange were fully prepared, they wouldn't be a match for him, let alone for an assassination without any warning.


The moment he saw that figure, Xu Yuan silently took his feet off the table.


It wasn't out of fear, but primarily out of respect for his elder.


The two soft greetings arose in the silent hall.


After the greetings, Xu Xinyao looked strangely at Xu Yuan, who stood firm as a pine tree next to her.


Previously, this third brother of hers, even when meeting their father at home, would at most just shout a greeting; why had he suddenly started to formally bow today?


But soon, Xu Xinyao's gaze was fixed on the spherical object that Feng Jiuxuan was holding in his hand.


Chapter Five Hundred Nineteen