Rebirth of the Mortal Emperor

I was once the Heaven-Ruling Emperor, sweeping across myriad worlds and reigning supreme through the ages, only to be betrayed by those closest to me and have my soul scattered. When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn as a good-for-nothing with the same name: Su Xiaohan.

Before me stood a ramshackle house with bare walls. Beside me was my haggard wife, Chen Mingfei, who had never abandoned me. As our memories merged, I learned that this body’s meridians had been shattered and he had endured endless humiliation. Only she had stayed, going hungry and shouldering the burden of this broken home with her frail shoulders.

As I looked at the bowl of thin porridge she offered me, clear enough to reflect my face, the emperor’s heart, frozen for ten thousand years, was touched for the first time by the warmth of mortal life.

“From now on, I’ll make sure you’re never hungry again.”

From that day on, Qingyun Town lost a son-in-law whom everyone could bully, and gained an ordinary man quietly rising to prominence.