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Betrayed by those he empowered. Slain at the peak of his reign. Reborn into a world unworthy of him.

Tian Mo was once a supreme cultivator, a dark sovereign who ruled with absolute might and terrifying intellect. After a million years of conquest, his closest allies turned on him, stripping him of everything. But fate offered no rest. Reincarnated into modern-day Earth, he awakens in a weak mortal body—yet his memories, ambition, and ruthlessness remain untouched.  

  In this strange new world of technology and fragile peace, Tian Mo finds new prey. With the Primordial Chaos Demonic Evil Physique and the forbidden Divine Sins Emperor Technique, he begins building his empire from the shadows. He manipulates the system, devours the corrupt, and topples the powerful—not out of justice, but vengeance... and the endless hunger for power.

There are no heroes in this tale. Only a monster reborn—and the world that will burn beneath his feet.

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EVIL RISING AGAIN!

Chapter 10: The Violet Flame and the Girl with Dragon Eyes

—Bloodline Awakening, Target Acquisition, Recruitment Begins—

Within the mirror shard's depths, a new thread flared into Tian Mo's vision—deep violet, spiraling with both fury and destiny.

A girl, no older than sixteen, trained alone in a decrepit dojo in the slums of northern Europe. Her Qi was chaotic, raw—but at its core burned a Violet Flame Bloodline once thought extinct.

Tian Mo smiled. Another tool, another treasure.

Descended from the ruined Drayce Clan, once guardians of an ancient flame sect on Terra. Exiled to Earth generations ago after a rebellion, their bloodline thinned and scattered—until Lilith.

Her eyes, when angered, shimmered with amethyst fire. Her temper was volatile. Her training was flawed. But her potential? Immeasurable.

Tian Mo turned to Yin Hua. "Prepare her dossier. I want her entire bloodline mapped. Allies, enemies, remaining kin. If she has siblings, we'll use them. If not…"

He glanced at Anna, lounging with a cup of spirit wine. "You'll approach her directly."

A week later, Lilith stood in the alley behind her dojo, wiping blood from her cracked knuckles. She had just beaten three local gang initiates who came looking for trouble.

"You hit like a dragon," Anna said with a sultry smirk. "Ever consider fighting for something… bigger?"

Lilith narrowed her eyes. "Who are you?"

"A recruiter." Anna stepped closer, letting her aura leak just enough to cause Lilith's inner fire to flare. "I find people with divine blood. And I make them royal again."

Lilith attacked first—reckless, fast, burning.

Anna dodged, danced, flowed like water around her strikes, until her hand caught Lilith by the wrist mid-punch, and a surge of Chaos-Yin Qi shot through the girl's meridians.

Lilith screamed, collapsing as her flame Qi spiked, then stabilized. Her bloodline awakened.

Violet flames danced up her arms. Her eyes burned with draconic fury.

And then she fell unconscious—Qi depleted, body beginning its evolution.

Anna licked her lips. "She'll be fun."

"She's not ready for cultivation," Yin Hua said later. "Her foundation is cracked. You'll need to rebuild it… intimately."

Tian Mo stepped into his private chamber, where Lilith now lay on a jade bed, breath shallow but steady. Chains of Qi kept her from flaring again.

"She doesn't need discipline yet," he said calmly. "She needs… direction."

Realm: Qi Condensation (Mid-Stage, Bloodline-Evolved)

Bloodline: Violet Flame Draconic Variant (Awakening)

Status: Unconscious | Target for Cultivation Conditioning

Planned Role: Elite Flame General | Breeding Stock | War Asset

Elena had begun weaving herself into elite society, hosting high-end galas, mentoring young heiresses, and carefully pushing them toward spiritual openness.

Yin Hua managed internal training—dozens of women from different sects now lived within the Hidden Palace, undergoing psychological refinement, dual cultivation exercises, and loyalty formation.

Earth's throne was being carved in silence.