Chapter 1
Chapter 1
“I will not save this child!”
In the heart of the Tianyuan Continent, within the Qingyun Empire, nestled in the city of Liuyue, stands the revered Shengdan Hall.
An elder with a hint of frost on his temple, clad in the robes of an alchemy master, stands in the hall, his gaze as cold as winter, with an unyielding tone addressing the three people before him.
Among them is a middle-aged woman, whose beauty has been marred by the hardships of laborious work, dressed in a simple linen dress that conceals her fragility.
Her face is a canvas of despair, standing awkwardly in the hall, unsure of what to do.
Beside her, a young girl clutches the hem of the woman’s dress, her eyes wide with terror as she gazes at the strange looks cast upon her.
Behind them, a young man of sixteen or seventeen lies on a wooden board, his complexion as pale as death.
He is dressed in white clothes, now stained with blood, tattered garments revealing a body covered in terrible wounds, dried blood crusted over, his limbs twisted in the most unsettling manner.
“Lord Mo Chuan, you are the most powerful alchemist in our Liuyue City. I implore you, save my son, I beg of you!” cries the middle-aged woman, her face etched with sorrow, her eyes red with desperation.
Lord Mo Chuan turns his gaze to the young man behind the woman, snorts, and says, “Liu Yuemei, I have said it once, and I will say it again. I will not save him. Leave the Shengdan Hall at once, or do not blame me for being merciless!”
With his words, several guards in the hall skillfully encircle the group, as if to usher them out.
Many warriors who came to the hall to purchase pills are now curious, whispering to each other.
“Who is the young man lying on the board?”
“Don’t you know? That’s the young master of the Ye family, Ye Wushuang… It is said that he just married Miss Yun Qingyue of the Yun family yesterday and entered the Yun family. Why is he in such a miserable state today?
“Ah, the Ye family must have done something to provoke the heavens back then.”
“How could this be?”
“You may not know, but the Ye family was once the top family in our Qingyun Empire. For some unknown reason, all the men in the family do not live past forty and suddenly die inexplicably, which is why this family has fallen into decline, each generation worse than the last.
“Now, in the generation of Ye Wushuang, only his third uncle, Ye Qingfeng, is still alive, but he is likely to die soon. It seems that the Ye family is about to end.
In the buzzing whispers, the young man on the board weakly raises his hand, looking at the pleading woman, his voice faint, “Mother, let go, we… should leave…”
Hearing this, Liu Yuemei turns to her son, her heart aching even more.
“Liu Yuemei, Ye Wushuang, how dare you still have the face to come to the Shengdan Hall to ask for medicine?”
Just then, a voice full of anger and coldness suddenly echoes in the hall.
Hearing the familiar yet strange voice, Ye Wushuang’s expression freezes, looking up at the group entering through the main door, a spark of anger burning in his eyes.
She is led by a young woman with long, slender black hair cascading down her shoulders, a light purple dress highlighting her petite figure, making her as enchanting as a lotus on a snow peak, noble and aloof.
She steps forward, raising her voice, “Ye Wushuang, you are truly a man with a heart of a wolf and ungrateful!
Her words immediately attract the attention of the crowd, and Lord Mo Chuan remains unmoved, clearly well aware of the situation.
“Your Ye family, from being a top family in the Qingyun Empire, has fallen to the current state of poverty and decline. My Yun family remembered the help your Ye family provided in the past and could not bear to see your family destroyed.
“I, Yun Qingyue, let my father marry you into our Yun family to help maintain your family’s livelihood. But what about you?
“On the wedding night, you sneaked into my sister Yun Ziyan’s room, drugged her, and intended to do evil… Are you even human?