MerQu

In a kingdom where strength is everything, royal blood has long ceased to produce true powerhouses. Sects and clans are just waiting for our family to show weakness so they can tear us apart.

"I was born as a princess in the most powerful lineage in the world… but that lineage is now on the verge of collapse."

But this lineage is not dead yet.

"He" is still here.
A being feared even by the strongest cultivators.
The only reason this kingdom still stands.

And me?

If I want to survive in a world where only power matters… I must become a monster feared by all.
But in this new world, can I survive - as a man trapped in a woman’s body - where only strength determines your worth?

Shadow Over the Heavenly Throne

Steam curled lazily above the calm surface of the water, wrapping around the ornate columns like wisps of milky smoke. The gentle drip of water echoed off the marble walls of the palace garden's bathing pool. Here, time slowed. Here, one could finally breathe.

Calista leaned against the pool's edge, eyes closed, wet hair clinging to her neck. The water rose to her shoulders. She let out a quiet sigh.

"Finally, a moment without monsters, corpses, or arrogant men," she muttered with amusement. "I was starting to feel like the heroine of a tragic poem... just with less flair and more exhaustion."

"Maybe you should start writing," Veynessa said, half-submerged and stretching like a cat basking in sunlight. "It'd be a bestseller in the capital."

"I get the feeling you didn't bring me here just to relax."

You’re going to be the best. Because I don’t train mediocrity