Everyone in the world praises me as a peerless genius, but I am the only one who knows that everything is a scam by Heaven!
My cultivation, opportunities, and glory have already been set at a high limit, just to fulfill the destiny of my son.
I was unwilling to marry someone else, so I killed people to seize treasures, worked hard to achieve breakthroughs, and defied the will of God to break through the situation. However, I attracted endless attacks from heaven - my practice slowed down, my Taoist heart was hurt, my popularity was ruined, and my former genius became an abandoned son.
I don't rely on the way of heaven or man, I use the way of the flesh to fight against the enemy, from giving up the pieces in the chess game to the peak of the emperor, just for the words, 'My fate is up to me and not up to God! '
Reader comments
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Age confusion, AI text
Can you be more serious when writing? The protagonist is 13 years old sometimes and 16 years old sometimes.
There are too many words and few typos, and the content before and after some chapters is confusing.
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Age confusion, AI text
Can you be more serious when writing? The protagonist is 13 years old sometimes and 16 years old sometimes.
There are too many words and few typos, and the content before and after some chapters is confusing.