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

Wang Yuqian gave a sheepish laugh, but he didn't stop talking and continued cautiously,


"Third Young Master, is the Chinese New Year just going to pass like this?"


So it turned out that the old man just wanted to find a topic to start a conversation.


Stunned for a moment, Xu Yuan responded in kind to the other's gambit,


"The Chinese New Year isn't over until the fifteenth day of the first month. Why the rush?"


Wang Yuqian tensed up and rubbed his hands,


"What about the New Year's feast in the palace tomorrow?"


Normally on New Year's Eve, Wang Yucheng, as a Third Grade official of The Imperial Court, should have been at the Ministry of War, guarding the year for the country. But today, he had submitted a sick leave request and returned to his residence immediately without waiting for a response from The Imperial Court.


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