What Does My Sister's Pregnancy Have to Do with Me, a Servant?

Three years ago, his meridians were completely crippled. Imprisoned in the servants’ quarters, he was kept alive on medicinal herbs and reduced to blood livestock for cultivation. Three years later, when they drew his blood for the last time in an attempt to break through to Foundation Establishment, the Dragon Pearl deep in his sea of consciousness finally awakened. His memories came flooding back like a torrent. At that very moment, Su Li, who had cultivated the fragment of a technique he had casually created, had fallen into cultivation deviation. Yin energy was raging out of control, and her life hung by a thread. Yang Jin lifted her chin and looked down at her. “You imprisoned me for three years and drank my blood. And now you expect to live? Senior Sister, it’s time to repay that debt, with interest.” That night, Su Li lost the chastity she had guarded for a hundred years, but also broke through to Foundation Establishment in one fell swoop. She thought it was a humiliating bargain. Little did she know she had only stumbled into a revenge game spanning ten thousand years. His nine Dao companions had joined forces with outsiders to murder him, condemning him to endless cycles of reincarnation. Now that the Dragon Pearl had reassembled, he would settle every last debt in this life. And the story begins in this dilapidated servants’ quarters. He was the first true dragon born at the dawn of chaos, the Nine Yin Emperor revered by all worlds, and the ancestral dragon of the demon race.