Everyone in the Immortal Realm knows that Xuyun Sect had produced two powerhouses.... more>>

The eldest disciple, Lin Fuqing, was extraordinarily gifted and brilliant, and everyone who met him was captivated by his outstanding talent. After the Immortal Calamity, he became the Demon Lord who looked disdainfully upon the world.

The second disciple, Fang Zhiyuan, born an evil star of misfortune, was wild and unruly. Everyone who saw him said that this child would go astray in the future. After the Immortal Calamity, he became the respected Immortal Sovereign.

After a hundred years of opposition, they were reborn. The pair of brothers who were able to shake the Immortal Realm with a stomp of their feet realized: What’s the point of being the Demon Lord and the Immortal Sovereign? On the surface, they seemed full of glory, but in secret, they couldn’t even hug their senior (junior) brother. It’s better to retire back to the sect.

Retirement was wonderful, and swords were sheathed in exchange for fine wine.

Happy and carefree, and still might even be able to practice dual cultivation.

Until those familiar cultivation families, peerless masters, powerful monsters, and demon supremes from the previous life…were reborn one after another and came to the door to curry favor. The “happy” Demon Lord and Immortal Sovereign only then remembered that there was a terrible immortal calamity waiting for them.

The world, ah, so annoying.

To live a peaceful life, one must save the three realms.

–The most unrestrained spirit, shattering the red star, in exchange for the blue sky. <<less

Three years ago, a grievous news came from the distant stars, Crown Prince Ryann died so heroically on the frontier that even his remains couldn’t be found and returned home. ... more>>

The Empire has lost its handsome and dazzling prince, as well as one of the strongest new crystal human beings in this century.

It was said that the prince left a poor widow behind.　　

… At the funeral, the young widow had black hair and white skin. He lowered his head in silence as he held the coffin.

The royal family and high-level officials of the empire couldn’t help frowning greatly: The person who made His Highness fall in love during his lifetime was actually such a vulgar creature.

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Jiang Jianming worked like a salted fish in the imperial military academy for three years, and he was unremarkable to the extreme.

In the graduation season, he calmly rolled up his baggage and stepped into the cruel distant star battlefield to collect the body of His Highness.

Everyone knows that disabled humans are weak, and they have no fighting ability at all. How many people either sneered or regretted, just waiting to wrap the corpse of this young man who had exceeded himself?

Until later, the pale young man scoured the scorched earth covered in blood, and when he raised his hand, the sound of gunfire broke through the long night. The Milky Way was reflected in the bottom of Jianming’s eyes, and the blade of the mecha was bathed in crystal and starlight.

Behind him, countless new human beings were convinced by this ‘proud son of heaven’, and they all called him “commander” in unison.

The alien creatures were frightened and trembling;
The rich and glorious dominion star-lord treat him as a guest;
The mu*derous space pirate love and hate him…

Jiang Jianming smiled slightly: “Don’t be so exaggerated, I’m just a weak and sickly disabled human being.”
Imperial people: “?”

So when the monarch came back from hell to the world, facing the legendary story that his lover had turned the distant star upside down for him, the monarch raised his eyebrows coldly: “Nonsense. The commander is just a weak and sickly disabled human being… Tell me, who encouraged him into a mecha today?”
Imperial people: “???”
　　
　—Please light the withered years, go through the remnants of the old civilization and the cold stars, and wake up in my arms before the dawn of mankind. <<less

In the year 891 of the Glorious Calendar, a new Demon King was born at the bottom of the abyss.... more>>

The demon race that has been sealed for over two hundred years resurfaced from the abyss, defeating the human race and making them constantly retreat.

The army pushed towards the royal city, and the Holy Monarch of the human race fought alone against the Demon King for three days and three nights. The protection of the God of Light never came until the Holy Monarch was exhausted and defeated.

The desperate people insulted him, spurned him, and insisted that his conviction must be impure. Even questioning the conviction itself, allowing the raging fire to burn down the Brett Temple.

Three days later, the demon army mysteriously retreated.

And disappeared together, was also the trace of the Holy Monarch.

People who were too regretful searched everywhere, but no one knew where the young king, who had always been kind, had gone.

Until the spring breeze melted the snow in the ruins of the temple, and the autumn breeze buried the withered herbs.

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It was said that in those days, as a condition for retreating, the Demon King took away a human as his own spoil and s*ave.

The s*ave has a pair of violet eyes, and when they smile, it always feels a bit sad. It was none other than His Majesty the Holy Monarch who once lived in the temple.
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One afternoon, after a long time, the flowers of the Gasuo Abyss bloomed.
　
Flowers were planted by the s*ave themselves, the Demon King had mocked him a lot at that time, because human flowers will never bloom in the abyss.

Unexpectedly, they really thrive, resulting in the Demon King to be in a good mood. Thinking about his past of venting hatred and harm on the s*ave, but now that the times have changed, it has become a relationship where he can snuggle up and admire the flowers together.

The Demon King believed that in the future, he could be more kind to the s*ave. For example, stop making this person a s*ave and choose a good day to be crowned as the Queen of the Demon King.

Langmuir quietly rested on the Demon King’s shoulder, with a clear light in his eyes.

Stepping into this dark abyss for seven years, it feels like a big dream. Now, he knew clearly that he had run out of oil and was about to die.

But today, he is fortunate to see the flowers blooming in the abyss like a tapestry.

He thought to himself: I can now finally close my eyes in peace.

——I came to the abyss to plant a flower for you to wash away my sins. <<less

Chu Yan, the Master of the Jiuzhong Palace, was arrogant and proud all his life. A conceited man but was extremely talented, who eventually fell into the hands of the male pet whom he had loved for ten years. ... more>>

When his ancestral foundation was destroyed and he was at the end of his tether, when he was betrayed by his relatives, he thought of the bodyguard who had been with him all his life, who he personally ordered to be executed.

When he opened his eyes again, time turned back like a big dream, and felt delighted that the silent and cold figure in black was still around. However, he didn’t notice that the other person’s eyes were full of broken cold light that seemed to have gone through great sadness and pain.

——A broken sword can be recast. But what about people’s hearts? <<less