I am a waste recognized by the sect, and I am also a genius that they can only ask for.
Because I can "borrow" other people's fate.
In order to save my loved ones, I took a desperate risk and pretended to be a seriously injured swordsman genius - my senior brother Chen Mo, and entered the secret realm of life and death in his place. I pretended to be cold and cold and learned how to hold a sword, but after he lost his memory, I was forced to take care of him day and night, pretending to be real.
It wasn't until the immortal alliance in the sky celebrated my wedding that my "dead" senior brother returned with a sword and exposed all my disguises in public. And the hunter who controls everything behind the scenes also quietly shows his fangs.
They don't know that this world of lies that feeds on "fate" is the truth behind the destruction of our race. This time, I stopped pretending. I will use these thousands of stolen identities as salary to light a fire that will burn away the established way of heaven.
"Guess, everyone, who is standing in front of you right now?"
