Ten Years of Sign-In in the Cold Palace, and I Raise a Hand to Crush the Immortal Dynasty

Xiao Jingheng is reborn as an abandoned prince in the Cold Palace and binds himself to the “Hidden Patience Critical Hit System.” The more patiently he lies low, the more incredible the rewards! 【Thirty-day Cold Palace sign-in: Earth-tier technique, Turtle-Breathing Art → Nine-Revolution Dragon God Art, which can transform you into a true dragon at max level】 【Burning mugwort triggers a critical hit: 10 Reversal Talismans → Karmic Tribulation, anyone who harms you will suffer heaven's punishment a hundredfold】 【Breaking the Dragon-Subduing Nail unlocks an achievement: Flood Dragon Robe → Fate of the Purple Star Emperor, all the princes will kneel and pledge allegiance】 The Crown Prince accuses him of using witchcraft to ruin the country? Xiao Jingheng burns the poisoned swaddling cloth in public, and the Imperial Astronomical Bureau cries out, “The Blue Phoenix's Wrongful Death Curse! This is the work of a Nascent Soul Ancestor!” The old emperor coughs up blood as he issues an order: “Move him to another palace at once!” As Xiao Jingheng kneels to accept the decree, the jade ring in his sleeve has already absorbed all the emperor's purple aura. The Imperial Preceptor sneaks into Jingyang Palace at night and finds Xiao Jingheng playing chess against himself, his hair loose. His move sends a bolt of lightning crashing into the observatory. “Your Highness, this divination shows...” “Shh.” Xiao Jingheng crushes the black piece in his hand. “Remember to wear a soft gold-threaded vest to court tomorrow.” The Third Prince frantically claws his face to pieces. The Fifth Prince laughs himself to death in the imperial mausoleum. A hidden guard squats on a beam, cracking sunflower seeds. “Master, we should fill in that dry well in the Cold Palace. The late emperor appeared in a dream last night to say the bottom's uncomfortable.” The day the Nine-Dragon Coffin shakes, Xiao Jingheng strides into the Imperial Ancestral Temple in a bloodstained dragon robe, followed by ten thousand soldiers of the dead, formed from unjustly slain souls. “Father, your son has come to collect the lives of the three hundred thousand people you owe Jinzhou.” System notification: 【Current critical hit rate: 999%】 【Next sign-in location: The imperial throne in the Golden Chariot Hall】