The Return of the Deposed Prince

On the day he was deposed as the crown prince, Ye Wudao's moral foundation was shattered. The fiancée broke off the engagement in public: "You don't deserve it." The younger brother stepped on his face and climbed up to the East Palace: "Trash should stay in the garbage dump." Everyone said that the genius of the Daqian Dynasty died, leaving only a useless person lingering. They don't know that the only body of ten thousand ways in all eternity needs to be destroyed and then re-established. They didn't know that the remnant soul of an ancient Taoist ancestor lived in Ye Wudao's body. They didn't even know that the little palace maid who secretly brought him food in the cold palace would make the whole world tremble five years later. The Taoist Patriarch said: Cultivate all the ways, integrate all the dharma, and eventually all the ways will return to their ancestors and transcend heaven and earth. Ye Wudao said: I don't care about detachment. I just want to know—— Who was the person who deposed my Daoji back then? Who was the person who forced my mother away? Who was the person who set up this situation back then? After three years of dormancy, he came back. Thousands of avenues are within the palm of your hand. Those who once stepped on him knelt at his feet, and those who once broke off the engagement regretted it. And he only said one sentence: "I want this world, and no one will dare to bully the people I care about."