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

From that night onwards, whenever the young master sought her, those frivolous yet non-intrusive methods always left her a little profoundly shaken.


Her thoughts drifted inexplicably to those nights, a faint, almost imperceptible blush appearing on her flawless, snow-white skin, which was soon suppressed by Bai Muxi's cultivation efforts.


She was well aware that her intimacy with the young master was both her advantage and her disadvantage, for only that which is unattainable is truly cherished.


Thus, the "setup play" during the journey was all intentional on her part.


However, she was always careful about maintaining this balance because the young master was truly clever, and he could see through most of the scheming she intended.


This time's success was mostly due to cultivation being a serious matter, as well as the young master's favoritism and Mr. Ran's cover.


Chapter 565: Xifeng Mountain_2