I served as the Heavenly Court's Judicial God, wielding a three-pointed, double-edged blade for seven hundred years.
At the Peach Banquet, the Jade Emperor ordered me to pour wine for the assembled immortals.
In silence, I cut off a corner of my official robe and flung the celestial wine toward the throne.
"Yang Jian, do you know your crime?"
The immortals filled the hall, trembling like cicadas in winter. Only the Old Lord sighed with his eyes closed.
Chaos was about to engulf the Three Realms, and the Heavenly Eye on my forehead burned hot.
