I took the blame for Lin Xue and spent five years in prison. The day I walked out of military prison, funeral paper money filled the sky.
My family had fallen, my loved ones had been harmed, and she was nestled in the arms of the Martial Alliance’s young lord.
“Ye Xuan, you volunteered to take the blame back then. Don’t act like I owe you anything.”
She tore up our marriage contract and tossed me a bag of starstones. “Take this compensation and get lost. Don’t ruin my wedding to Tianhao.”
Her fake-sweet best friend piled on. “Xuexue is already giving you an out. Don’t be so ungrateful!”
The Martial Alliance’s young lord chuckled. “A discharged soldier with a ruined dantian like you is only good for being my practice dummy.”
As funeral paper drifted onto my shoulders, the dormant “Demon God Burial System” finally activated after five years.
Kill all kinds of utterly depraved criminals, and you’ll gain cultivation, power, and all sorts of rewards!
“Ding! Overwhelming hatred detected. Beginner’s gift unlocked: Nine Divine Burial Forms, First Form!”
I smashed the fake-sweet girl’s teeth with one punch. “A practice dummy? Am I tough enough for you now?”
