Unholy_Dragon_God

"My Fate, My Hands, The Heavenly Dao will not squeeze me down a pathetic path to my doom."

Long Wei, the young master and crown prince of the Imperial Haven Empire, faces a challenging path to greatness. Despite being blessed with incredible talents like the Void Dragon-Phoenix God bloodline, Eternal Void Meridians, Transcendent Dao Physique, and Heaven Shrouding Eyes, he finds himself at odds with the Heavenly Dao. It feels as though fate is mocking him.

As Long Wei strives to reach the top, he encounters adversaries who rise from obscurity, armed with unimaginable artifacts and abilities that rival his own. Enemies, hailing from the future aim to thwart his plans and bring about his downfall. System Wielders seek to exploit his talents for their own gains, while Transmigrators are determined to put an end to him. Additionally, he must confront his own set of enemies and ancient monsters who covet his talents to advance their own cultivation.

To achieve godhood, Long Wei must delve deep within himself and face perilous battles, intricate schemes, and mysterious secrets that trace back to the ancient Chaos Era—the very beginning of the Myriad Realms. His success depends solely on his own determination, as the Heavens have turned their back on him.

Will Long Wei overcome the dangers that lie ahead, or will he succumb to the doom that awaits him?.

I'm a Young Master, so what?

Shock grew blades and cut through Long Wei's heart. He gasped, gazing as his Void Qi-covered hand didn't slip through Dong Meirong's heart as it was supposed to. A sharp clang twirled in his ears when his hand brushed against her left breast.

Dong Meirong opened her eyes, and a small smile appeared on her lips. She cracked her neck to the side, and a burst of chaotic qi poured out of her. It slammed into Long Wei, throwing him against one of the chamber walls.

Stretching her hand to the side, a long thin sword appeared in her hand. The hilt of the sword was shaped like vines wrapped around each other moving towards the cross guard. Fitting perfectly with the theme, the cross guard was a pink lotus flower that bloomed outwards.

At its center, the dull purple blade extended out for just about two meters.

Forever in Long Wei's Shadow