She was once the supreme Emperor who stood at the pinnacle of the Myriad Worlds, able to shatter stars with a thought and sever the cycle of reincarnation with a single sword stroke. But the Heavenly Dao feared her, and the gods joined forces to hunt her down. She fell, then was reborn.
In this life, she became the most insignificant outer disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, with shattered spiritual roots and no cultivation whatsoever.
Everyone mocked her as a good-for-nothing, but the corners of her mouth lifted. After all, the mighty figures who dominated the Myriad Worlds had all been her disciples in her previous life.
When her newly accepted “junior brother” secretly sent her a message: “Master, I couldn’t make it to the battle a hundred thousand years ago... This time, let me protect you.”
She paused, then turned to look at the red-eyed young man and chuckled. “Your cultivation is impressive, but you’re still the crybaby you were back then.”
Somehow, word got out.
The Supreme Demon Lord rushed over in the middle of the night and knelt before the mountain gate. “Master, this disciple knows he was wrong!”
The female Emperor of the Immortal Court set aside her affairs of state and came down to the mortal world in person. “Master, I’m here to take you home.”
The Primordial Dragon Emperor tore open the void and offered up the dragon clan’s greatest treasure. “Teacher, your most useless disciple has arrived.”
The Nine Heavens and Ten Lands trembled as countless reclusive powerhouses appeared all at once.
Only then did everyone realize in horror that the “good-for-nothing” they had mocked was, in fact, the first Emperor of the ages, revered by the Myriad Worlds!
She merely waved a hand. “That’s enough, all of you. Don’t scare my new junior brother.”
