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

Stars danced chaotically, dark clouds surged upward and curled back, as a tornado vortex silently took shape.


as if only the figure in billowing white robes and the sword in his hand remained.


One generation knows the affairs of their own time.


The people of the present only knew of Changge of the Prime Minister's Mansion, whose swordsmanship was renowned throughout the world, and all the heroes bowed their heads in recognition. Yet, who remembered that there was a time when the eldest son of the Feng Family had once dazzled the world with his three-foot Qing Feng sword?


But those years shone too brightly, many prodigies rose together, and Feng Jiuxuan was merely one among those stars, his brilliance overshadowed by the person beside him.


However, on this snowy night, the world once again saw why this man in white was bestowed with the title of Sword Saint.


Chapter 509 Tonight, the Famed Jiu Xuan