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?

The brief chat with Elder Cai gave Long Wei the much-needed rundown of his moment of enlightenment, allowing him to craft a plan for his near future.

Most of all, he realized he might have just made his ascension a little harder than he should have. He now had an additional twelve foundations that sprouted from his Heavenly Palace.

He knew the basics of what he needed to do next: create another set of Heavenly Palaces. But how would he do that? Recultivate? That didn't seem to be the answer. And he wasn't willing to strain his little time recovering with thoughts that wouldn't help him.

Elder Cai left a brown envelope on his seat. The signature on it told him all he needed to know. It was Qian Jian, a man who hid far deeper than he'd like. Tearing the seal apart, he ran his eyes through the words.

This Young Master