Nine Empresses Begged Me to Kill Her

I have a soul-nurturing bottle, and there are nine residual souls of the empress in the bottle. They taught me swordsmanship, taught me alchemy, and taught me formations, but they all had one common requirement— "After you become stronger, you will kill your previous self for us." Ye Qingcheng, the least favored illegitimate son of the Ye family in Qingyun City. With thin blood and dusty spiritual roots, even the lowest servant in the family dared to step on him. On the night of the blood moon, the Ye family was wiped out. He was nailed to the altar as a lead, and his three souls and seven souls were about to be drained. When he was about to die, he knocked over the ancient clay pot on the altar. The mouth of the bottle shattered, and nine residual souls poured into his body. Every remnant soul was the empress who suppressed an era during her lifetime. They taught him everything, but left him with an incomprehensible task: "When you are strong enough, kill us for us." Ye Qingcheng thought this was his biggest secret. Until one day, he discovered—— There is still a tenth position in the soul nourishing bottle. The remnant soul in that position woke up thousands of years ago. She kept looking at him. And the tea he drinks every day is made by her.