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

Two decades had passed since that night, and Xu Yuan gradually returned to his previous leisurely lifestyle, living a simple routine moving between only his bedroom and study room. The only activity beyond his cultivation probably was to visit his father, the Prime Minister, in his study and gossip over the latest written reports.


The approaching end of the year brought festivities to Di'an City, its decorations untouched by the events of that night.


The morning after that night, the magistrate of Di'an City arranged for the Yamen under his jurisdiction to urgently print and post notices throughout the city to calm the public's hearts.


that the strange phenomenon in the Sky Dome that night was a celestial trail, a New Year's blessing from the Imperial Family to the people of Dayan.


Chapter 520: Turbulence