The Little Emperor Was Transferred to the Hehuan Sect

[Since you have nothing to do as an emperor, let's straighten out this sick Nine Heavens] My name is Suiheng, I am the emperor of the Nine Heavens and the God of the world. Mortals pray for God's mercy, but I am a ruthless God. When I succeeded to the throne, the world was peaceful, the ghost emperor of the ghost realm was killed by the previous emperor, the most evil monk in the human world was exterminated by his father, and the gate of the endless hell opened and closed with me. Many gods said that I was just sitting back and enjoying the success. I had no ability, but I made a big mistake. I have been hearing these words since I was a child. As I grew up, I finally understood their meaning. I knew very well that I had no merit and could not convince the public, so I exiled all the gods who said I was enjoying my success to the endless hell. Later, some gods said that I was not as open-minded as my father, and I felt ashamed of myself, so I imprisoned a dozen people who said this about me in Santu River. I know that Heaven is not a family, but I also know that Heaven will never raise immortal officials who have time to gossip but have no time to do their jobs well. I was tired of this white heaven, so I wore red and green and sat on the throne of the temple. This time no one dared to talk nonsense, and they finally began to report to me the state of the world. In order to be qualified to sit in this position, I followed Si Ming's advice and went to the human world to experience calamity. I was supposed to inherit my father's legacy, enter the Qingluo Dao and ascend to immortality, with perfect merit. However, when my entrance results were distributed, I received a piece of bad news. Fellow Taoist: "Xiao Langjun, your grades are not good enough, so you can only transfer to another sect." Me: "Which sect?" Fellow Taoist: "Hehuan Sect" Me:? Small Theater Sui Heng: Didn't I sign a ghost servant contract, kid? Opponent: No, it's a marriage certificate from the underworld. The spoiled and beautiful little emperor (attack) × the scheming devil (receiver) Intention: Still pity the green grass and trees