The Frail Fake Crown Prince Goes on a Killing Spree with His Sharp Tongue

[No CP + Metaphysical System + Sickly, Coughing Up Blood + Everyone’s Regretful Redemption (In Reverse) + Fake and True Princes]

Yan Jingze, a max-level powerhouse with an incomplete soul and no memories of his past, awakens in the ruined body of a young man at a mass grave. The original owner was the eldest prince, brought back after growing up among commoners. But on the journey to the capital, he was ambushed, had his left eye gouged out, and was left in the wilderness. Meanwhile, another true prince had already taken his place in the palace.

To stay alive, Yan Jingze casually dug out the eye of a stray dog that could see spirits and fitted it into his empty socket. Unexpectedly, he became bound to a Merit Prediction System. As long as he accumulated merit by slaying evil spirits, he could repair his soul!

Dragging his blood-coughing, broken body, he calmly returned to the palace. Everyone there thought the “fake prince,” blind in one eye and frail with illness, was a scheming, short-lived weakling who wouldn’t survive three days. The true prince’s supporters and vicious consorts all wanted to trample him and force him into the brutal struggle for power within the palace.

But they didn’t know that this doomed weakling had a crow’s mouth blessed with supernatural accuracy, and that his dog’s eye could judge life and death, good fortune and calamity!

“Consort Jing, the area between your brows is dark. You’ll be struck by lightning today.” BOOM! A bolt from the heavens left Consort Jing charred and crisp.

“My second imperial brother has a headless vengeful ghost following him. He’ll break a leg tonight.” CRACK! The Second Prince fell from his horse and broke a bone.

Faced with everyone’s schemes in the palace, Yan Jingze sneered while coughing up blood. “These power struggles will only slow down my slaying evil spirits, earning merit, and bringing myself back to life.”

As he grew ever more vigorous and his crow’s mouth ever more accurate, the officials and everyone in the harem trembled and kowtowed, begging him to spare their lives. Even his tyrannical father, the emperor who had once stood above all, and the true prince who had returned full of hostility, maxed out their affection for him and treated him like the bright moon in the heavens, eager to place the throne in his arms!