Ji Lu'an's junior sister, Shao Qian, shoved him away with the last bit of her strength, desperation creeping in her trembling voice. If Miao Hanxuan returned, they would all die.0

However, Ji Lu'an refused to budge. He rushed forward again, embracing her tightly, his tone resolute. "I'm not leaving without you."0

He had made up his mind. No matter what happened, he would take her far away from the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy to a remote location where they could bury the pain of their past and begin anew.0

Liu Wuxie stood nearby in silence, his eyes scanning the ornate room. It was an absurdly lavish chamber that mimicked the court of an emperor. Beyond the massive dragon bed, dragon-shaped thrones lined the walls, and imperial robes hung from golden hooks. The extravagance was telling.0

It was clear to Liu Wuxie that Miao Hanxuan was obsessed with domination, ruling, and playing the role of an emperor.0

Few truly knew Miao Hanxuan's background. He had risen from the mundane world as a prodigy, and he had dreamed of becoming an emperor since childhood.0

Yet now, with cultivation at the Earth Profound Realm, that dream had become impossible. If he returned to the mundane world at his current strength,...0