Framed While Guarding the Heavenly Prison, You Cried When I Left the Sect

Long ago, Chu Ge spent three hundred years guarding the sect's prison alone to ensure the sect's survival. Through those three hundred years, he endured hardship and suffering, surviving by the skin of his teeth. But when he finally returned, everything had changed. His fellow disciples called him a coward who feared death, while his senior sister falsely accused him of conspiring with the demon clan. Even the female emperor he once knew only wanted to use him as a scapegoat, making him bear the sins of the new junior brother. A century of effort had come to nothing. No one pitied him, and no one was grateful. Chu Ge merely smiled. “So this is how you treat the donkey after it’s done the grinding? Fine. I’ll play along to the bitter end.” Condemned by everyone, he decisively left the sect and made a pact with his own life, gaining the aid of the Heavenly Dao. Blessed by fortune, Chu Ge’s opportunities grew more and more extraordinary. He claimed ancient divine weapons, fused with the bloodline of a demon god, and trampled over mountains of corpses as he fought his way up the divine ascension steps! As Chu Ge broke through one realm after another and annexed kingdoms, the former female emperor and his senior sisters regretted their actions. They came crying, begging him to return to the sect and clear his name. Chu Ge couldn’t care less. “You only learned to show mercy when you were about to die?” “You’re not sorry. You’re just afraid.”