(Ming dynasty + lost history + parallel world + cultivation)
My name is Li Qijiu. Though my life is constantly hanging by a thread, I am still the most legitimate heir to the Zhu dynasty of the Great Ming.
As for my surname and identity?
All I can say is that by the time I was five, I had already foreseen and solved every potential problem facing the dynasty, leading the Great Ming onto the path of the Industrial Revolution.
Everyone is eager for me to grow up and take the imperial throne from my grandfather, so I can build an everlasting empire.
Unfortunately, no one is a sage. I know too little, and the waters of this world are simply too deep.
My grandfather coldly cuts out my heart and lungs to bring his beloved wife back to life.
My father schemes to drain my blood and marrow so he can cling to life a little longer.
Luckily, I still have my grandmother's spirit by my side. As long as she speaks up, not only the Crown Prince, but even that old man Zhu Chongba will lose his throne the very next day.
But... Grandma, are you staying with me only to use up my lifespan and preserve your own?
The human heart is hard to fathom. Fortunately, I no longer need to agonize over what's true and what's not!
So I'll keep the company of immortals from across the heavens and consort with demons and ghosts from every dynasty.
They're more straightforward, and I won't have to waste time trying to tell them apart.
I have a sword that can cut down demons and ghosts below, and immortals and Buddhas above. Even my imperial grandfather is not beyond its reach!
