My name is Qin Jue, the only useless prince in the Qin Empire.
Everyone in the world knows that I am afraid of death, so I practice immortality on the rooftop every day in order not to succeed to the throne.
My father whipped me with a whip dipped in salt water, and the prime minister knelt outside the palace to remonstrate with me. My childhood sweethearts hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.
I still ran away with Dongchang's 100,000 taels of silver notes.
Until that year, the powerful officials usurped the throne and the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed.
The old eunuch, who is known as the best warrior in the world, blocked thousands of arrows from piercing my heart.
That aloof and invincible father took the initiative to give up thousands of miles of land and took me to retreat to the northwest desert.
Opening the door curtain of the northwest camp, I saw dozens of terrifying strong men missing arms and legs.
My father pointed at them and said: Call them uncle, second master, and third uncle.
At that moment, I realized that the Great Qin royal family was not a single lineage at all!
All the princes who did not become emperors filled the millstones of flesh and blood in the ancient secret realm in the dark underground!
My father took the initiative to subjugate the country just to blow up the secret realm with the fate of the country and let me live cleanly in the sunshine!
Watching a room full of disabled elders ignite their lives and live toward death.
I tore up my Taoist robe and put on my dragon armor.
Flesh and blood are weak, but steel soars! It's inappropriate for me, the emperor, to let outsiders sit here?
Cultivation of immortals cannot save the Qin Dynasty, but I, Qin Jue, can kill all over the world!
