A Down-and-Out Prince from the Start? I Rise Straight to Lord of the Immortal Realm

On a morning in the fifth year of Ganlu, the day of Ji Chou in the fifth month, Cao Mao climbed into his carriage with a sword in hand, followed by armed guards. Yet black clouds loomed over the city, Sima Zhao’s troops blocked the palace gates, and Jia Chong secretly ordered Cheng Ji to act. Cao Mao tore his robes in protest and pointed his sword at the enemy ranks, but in the end a spear pierced his chest. His imperial robe soaked with blood, he fell beneath the morning light. He was twenty years old. When he opened his eyes again, he had become a down-and-out prince in the lower realm of Yuan Chu, confined within a small palace. The one thing that had not changed was the cold scorn and bullying he endured. Even staying alive meant depending on others. If Heaven begrudged him his opportunities, then he would take up his sword and overturn the Ninefold Heavens with his own hands. The Qinggang Sword rang out, its icy gleam breaking through adversity and granting him the power to turn heaven and earth upside down. From palace intrigue to the fires of war between kingdoms, he broke through every deadlock with his sharp edge and shattered the barriers of the mortal realm. From sects standing everywhere to all races vying for supremacy, he struggled forward against the current and rose from the brink of despair. Where his sword pointed, all dust settled. Where his heart was set, every calamity was overcome. When the Qinggang Sword’s cold light bathed the heavens, the mortal of old stood with sword in hand atop the Immortal Domain, becoming the sole ruler who governed all worlds.