I rule the world of three thousand!
— Yun Zheng,
Yunchuang Continent, a forest of flames.
"Ah—"
A sharp, shrill female voice suddenly pierced the pitch-black night, awakening the forest's spirit beasts and sending hundreds of birds flapping their wings in fright.
"Yun Zheng, blame your fate!"
"Someone, throw her off the cliff, let her experience the feeling of falling helplessly!"
In the dim light, a woman in white could be seen wielding a sharp thorn whip. Drops of blood trickled down the whip's veins, dripping into the mud.
Behind her stood a dozen secret guards, making her look like a figure shrouded in darkness.
The screams had come from a young girl struggling on the ground, her clothes bloodied, her face stained with blood and mud.
The bloody clothes had been ripped apart by the thorn whip, leaving every bit of exposed flesh exposed, a truly horrifying sight.
At that moment, two secret guards, obeying their orders, kicked her off the cliff
. "Su..." The young woman's unfinished words were drowned out by the strong wind.
Seeing this, the woman in white couldn't hide the sinister smile on her face. Yun Zheng, that useless thing, had finally died before her very eyes!
With this annoying bitch gone, she felt much better.
"Hahaha..."
The woman's frantic laughter lingered on the cliff edge.
The next day,
Yun Zheng struggled to open her tired eyelids. A glimmer of light filtered into her vision, and she barely took in the scene before her.
It seemed to be a stream at the bottom of the cliff, and she was now submerged with her lower body, her upper body sprawled on the bank.
No wonder she'd faintly heard the sound of water dripping while unconscious!
Before she could even begin to wonder, a sharp pain shot through her head, and she whimpered in pain. Suddenly, a flood of images flashed through her mind.
On the Yunsong Continent, in the Great Chu Kingdom, Yun Zheng, the worthless daughter of the Yun Prince's mansion, was recently depressed after her fiancé broke off their engagement. Her best friend, Su Rong, invited her to this desolate forest under the pretext of "letting her relax"...
but this appointment proved fatal!
She was attacked from behind, brutally tortured, taunted, and kicked off a cliff!
Each incident unfolded like a deep-seated blood feud.
In this world, the strong reign supreme. Everyone on the continent can cultivate spiritual power, but the original owner, a peculiar and useless creature, is unable to cultivate.
Yet, the original owner possesses a breathtaking beauty, said to bear a striking resemblance to her missing mother.
The Yun Prince's mansion, the exclusive royal palace of the Great Chu Kingdom, flourished over a decade ago, but now languishes in decline.
If it weren't for the dedicated support of Old Prince Yun, the Yun Prince's mansion would have been completely wiped out in the Great Chu Kingdom, left to be trampled upon.
The only descendants of the Yun Prince's mansion remain, the original owner and her aunt, Yun Miao.
Yun Miao had been comatose for seven years due to poisoning, and her previous marriage had been called off!
With both aunt and niece having their engagements broken off, the Yun Palace was in disgrace.
"Su Rong!"
Yun Zheng narrowed her eyes. The stinging pain from her wounds reminded her of the brutal torture she'd experienced last night. Su Rong's smug, vicious expression was etched in her mind, unforgettable.
She felt a sympathetic connection to the original owner's grief and blood-soaked hatred!
"Now that I've taken over your body, I will help you take care of your family and—clean up those who have wronged you!"
Just as she was about to stand, a subtle ticking sound came from behind her, and she turned her head warily.
A figure loomed in the distance, but before she could make out the person, she was enveloped by a dense cloud of purple starlight.
"The Purple Star Fate Plate!" Yun Zheng was surprised.
This was the first time she'd seen a depiction of the Purple Star Fate Plate in ancient texts.
In her previous life, she possessed a pair of mysterious pupils that could see through the horoscopes of others. Unexpectedly,
she was reborn into this person, also named Yun Zheng, who also possessed them. However, according to the original owner's memories, her mysterious pupils hadn't awakened.
Yun Zheng was curious about this and naturally wanted to get closer to study the power of the person who possessed this horoscope. She struggled to her feet, knee-deep in the stream water, and walked slowly and steadily towards
this person. This person, possessing the unprecedented Ziwei Great Fortune Horoscope, possessed those who possessed it, all of whom were at the top of their fields, deeply beloved by the Heavenly Dao.
She was quite curious.
Soon, she was ten meters away from the radiant purple light. The intense light made it nearly impossible for her to open her eyes.
Suddenly, a powerful force pulled her in.
A cold hand clamped her wrist, the force nearly crushing her bones.
"Who are you?" A low, cold voice rang out, chilling her to the bone.
Yun Zheng:!
A rich purple light enveloped him, and she couldn't see his face at all, but she could imagine the appearance of a handsome man just by his voice.
In her previous life, she could close her pupils at will, but now no matter how she blinked, it was useless!
Feeling the man's increasingly strong murderous intent, she realized that she had been careless, and now she had no choice but to pretend!
She looked up as if she was blind, and her words were a little joyful: "Erdan, my husband, is that you?"
"Is it night now? Why can't I see you?"
"Erdan, you don't even know, those casual cultivators and bandits are simply not human beings, they bullied me, a weak woman with no spiritual power, and pushed me off the cliff!"
She said a lot of words in a low voice, and finally began to sob, her shoulders shaking.
But she couldn't squeeze out tears, so she had to lower her head and sob aggrievedly.
When the man heard the word "Erdan", the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and when he heard her next words, he frowned.
If this woman hadn't had no spiritual power and was covered in wounds, he would have twisted her head off the moment she opened her eyes.
"You really can't see?" The dangerous aura in the words suddenly leaked out.
When Yun Zheng heard this, her dirty little face turned pale in an instant, her eyes were dull, and she suddenly tried to struggle, but Rong Shuo held her hand.
"You...you are not Erdan! Who are you?"
After Yun Zheng finished speaking, her eyes suddenly stung, the purple light dissipated, and she vaguely saw a figure.
Gradually, it became clear...
The man had three thousand strands of black hair draped over his shoulders, his appearance was cold, his figure was upright, like a delicate orchid, as bright as the moon, indescribably noble and elegant, his thin red lips were slightly pursed, and his pair of deep eyes were mysterious and surprisingly dangerous.
Cold and ascetic, indescribably alluring.
He didn't reveal any sign of love, but he could make everything around him dim.
Yun Zheng's phoenix eyes quickly flashed a trace of surprise, but the man caught it.
Rong Shuo was slightly angry. He dared to tease him. He grabbed Yun Zheng's neck and used force.
Yun Zheng: "..."
The mysterious pupil didn't recover earlier or later, but recovered when he was least alert. Isn't this definitely adding to the hatred?
Yun Zheng struggled desperately, but how could she break free with her body without any spiritual power?