I Emptied the Imperial Treasury Before Exile and Raised a Mad Lord of Death

[Historical Fantasy + Face-Slapping from the Start + Space Storage and Free Looting + Hard-Core Development + Mutual Pining Between Two Powerhouses + Never Taking Things Lying Down]

Exiled after her family is stripped of its wealth from the start?

Yan Qingzhi, a top-tier doctor with dual PhDs in medicine and agriculture, sneered. “You really think I’m a pushover?”

On the eve of her exile, she awakened her spatial powers and emptied the imperial treasury and her enemies’ storehouses in one fell swoop. She even made off with the emperor’s chamber pot!

With billions’ worth of supplies in tow, she headed into exile. While others gnawed on tree bark, her family feasted on hot pot. While others froze to death in the wilderness, she grew miraculous crops yielding ten thousand pounds per acre!

What, the borderlands are a place of certain death?

With a wave of Yan Qingzhi’s hand, high-yield crops filled the richest black soil, while modern surgery brought the dying back to life.

With her own strength, she built a city in the desert that held the fate of the realm in its hands, an uncrowned ruler of all!

Along the way, she casually rescued a rugged man on the brink of death, only to discover he was Yan Beixiao, the “Living King of Hell,” feared throughout the realm.

Rumor had it he was a bloodthirsty madman who killed without mercy, but later...

This tyrant, whose name could stop children from crying at night, became a devoted wife-protector, willingly serving as the sharpest blade in her hand.

“Qingzhi, everyone says I’m mad.”

Standing atop his enemies’ corpses, he humbly yet desperately presented her with the Great Yan imperial seal.

“They just don’t know that my life, and this vast realm, have belonged to you all along.”

When a great drought struck the capital and her once-arrogant enemies knelt outside the city gates, weeping as they begged her for a single grain of rice,

Yan Qingzhi looked down from above and raised her saber.

“My city has just one rule: those who follow me prosper, and those who defy me perish!”