The Holy Son Descends, and the Empress Shares My Bed That Very Night!

Qin Xuan transmigrated to the Dayin Dynasty. When he learned that the Holy Son would come to steal his bride the next day, he didn't panic at all.

"You say I can't cultivate immortality? Have you heard of becoming a sage through the strength of one's flesh?"

"What? You say I have no trump cards? Ever heard of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, the Imperishable Sutra, and other supreme Daoist arts?"

"My background? What's a background? Does being the third-generation senior disciple of the Chan School and the future third-generation head of Mount Immortality count?"

"If I can kill them, why leave them alive to use as bait? You don't know a thing. This is what it means to make a master plan!"

"You say I'm manipulating the Empress? Quiet! How dare you slander my good name!"

No one understands the tricks of the trade better than Qin Xuan.

As a protagonist, he keeps these key principles in mind:

Have a weird vibe and a cool pose.

There's no bragging I can't do. If I don't have the means, I'll make them up just so I can brag.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.