Chapter 1
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“Save this boy? I shall not!”
In the Tianyuan Continent, within the Qingyun Empire, in the city of Liuyue, there lies the Sacred Dan Pavilion.
A venerable old man, with temples tinged with white and clad in a Dan Master’s robe, stood in the grand hall, gazing coldly at the three figures before him. His voice, devoid of any warmth, echoed through the chamber.
Among the three was a middle-aged woman, dressed in a coarse cloth dress. Though her face was still beautiful, years of toil had left her looking frail. She now stood in the hall, her expression one of distress, clearly at a loss.
Beside her, a little girl clung tightly to the woman’s skirt, her eyes wide with terror as she looked around at the strange, probing gazes from the hall.
Behind them, a young man of about sixteen or seventeen lay on a wooden plank, his face pale as death. His white clothes were stained with blood, and beneath the tattered fabric, his body was riddled with wounds, each one a testament to the brutality he had endured. His limbs were twisted grotesquely, a sight that sent shivers down the spine.
“Master Mo Chuan, you are the most skilled Dan Master in our city of Liuyue. I beg of you, please save my son!” the woman pleaded, her face etched with sorrow, her eyes red with tears.
Master Mo Chuan glanced again at the young man, and with a cold snort, he declared, “Liu Yuemei, I have said it once and I say it again: I will not save him. Leave the Sacred Dan Pavilion at once, or do not blame me, Mo Chuan, for being ruthless!”
As the master’s words fell, several guards of the Sacred Dan Pavilion began to close in, ready to drive the intruders out.
The onlookers, many of whom were warriors who had come to the pavilion to purchase elixirs, watched with curiosity and murmured amongst themselves.
“Who is that young man lying on the plank?”
“Don’t you know? He is the young master of the Ye family, Ye Wushuang… It is said that he only married Miss Yun Qingyue of the Yun family yesterday, and became a son-in-law in her family. How did he end up in such a miserable state today?”
“Alas, the Ye family must have done something to incur the wrath of heaven and the resentment of people.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t you know? The Ye family was once a top family in our Qingyun Empire. For some reason, the men in the family never lived past forty, dying suddenly and for no apparent reason. As a result, the family has become more and more impoverished, with each generation declining further.”
“Now, in the generation of Ye Wushuang’s father, only his uncle Ye Qingfeng is still alive, but he is probably close to death too. With Ye Wushuang’s generation, it seems the family will truly be without an heir.”
Amidst the murmurs and speculations, the young man on the plank weakly raised his hand, looked at the pleading woman, and whispered, “Mother, forget it. Let’s… leave…”
Hearing this, Liu Yuemei turned to her son, her heart breaking even more.
“Liu Yuemei, Ye Wushuang, how dare you come to the Sacred Dan Pavilion to beg for medicine?”
At that moment, a cold and indignant voice suddenly rang out within the pavilion.
Recognizing the voice, Ye Wushuang’s expression froze. He looked up to see a group of people approaching from outside the gate, and a flicker of anger ignited in his eyes.
At the center of the group stood a young woman, her raven-black hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a light purple dress that accentuated her graceful figure, making her appear as if she were an ice lotus atop a snow-capped mountain—noble and aloof.
Stepping forward, the woman raised her voice and declared coldly, “Ye Wushuang, you are truly a wolf in sheep’s clothing, with a heart as treacherous as a beast’s!”
Her words caused a hush to fall over the crowd, while Master Mo Chuan remained unfazed, clearly aware of what had transpired.
“Your Ye family, once the pinnacle of the Qingyun Empire, has fallen into such dire poverty. Our Yun family, remembering the past assistance from your family, could not bear to see you perish entirely.
“I, Yun Qingyue, implored my father to take you as my husband, to bring you into our Yun family, and to help sustain your family’s livelihood. But look at what you have done!”
“On our wedding night, you sneaked into my younger sister Yun Ziyan’s room, drugged her, and attempted to take advantage of her. How could you… How could you still call yourself human?”
