Unrivaled Sword Emperor

Unrivaled Sword Emperor

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Introduction
Ye Wushuang, the young master of a downtrodden family, was falsely accused of having ill intentions towards his younger aunt on the night of his wedding. His hand and foot bones were broken, his meridians were destroyed, and his mother and sister suffered endless humiliation. On the brink of death permeated with resentment, he merges with the memories of his past life as a Heavenly Emperor and fully awakens. Good or evil, everyone will receive their dues in the end - only the timing is in dispute. The shame of today will be avenged in the future! His enemies of the past now sit securely at the peak of the heavenly realm. His former disciple as well, has become a peerless powerhouse. His past love, still longs for his return. Who dares to claim supremacy in the eternal interweavings of past and present, if not for me? Witness as Ye Wushuang, in this life, with only himself and his sword, climbs back to the pinnacle! Slaying three thousand gods, exterminating demons in every direction, dominating all realms, to become the eternal king of all ages!
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"This child, I refuse to save!"

On the continent of Tianyuan, within the Qingyun Empire, in the town of Liuyue, inside the Hall of Saint Dan.

An elderly man, with a sliver of white at his temples and dressed in an elixir master's robe, stood resolutely in the grand hall. He stared coldly at three individuals before him, his tone ruthless.

Among the three, one was a middle-aged woman with vibrant looks, clothed in a rough dress. It appeared due to years of hard work, she had become extremely frail.

Her face was ghastly pale as she stood helplessly in the grand hall.

At her side, a little girl clung tightly to her dress, her eyes filled with terror as she scanned the strange glances radiating from all around the grand hall.

Behind the two laid a boy, around sixteen or seventeen, his face as pale as death. He laid on a wooden board, his white robe drenched in blood. The tattered clothing revealed over a hundred gashes on his body, horrifying scars interspersed with dried blood. His hands and feet were so twisted it was eerie.

"Master Mo Chuan, you are the most skilled elixir master in our town. I beg you, please save my son!" The middle-aged woman pleaded, her face filled with sorrow and her eyes red from crying.

Mo Chuan glanced once more at the boy behind the woman, then snorted again, “Liu Yue Mei, I've already said it, if I say no, then it's a no. Leave the Hall of Saint Dan immediately, or else don’t blame me for not being polite!”

Upon Mo Chuan's words, a few of the hall's guards subtly closed in, appearing as though they intended to show them out.

Many martial artists who came to the Hall of Saint Dan to purchase pills were filled with curiosity about the spectacle and began to discuss among themselves.

"Who is that boy on the wooden board?"

"Don't you know? That is the young master of the Ye family, Ye Wu Shuang...I heard he just married Yun Qing Yue, the young miss of the Yun family yesterday, and became a member of their family. How has he ended up in such a miserable state today?"

"Sigh, the Ye family must have done something terribly abhorrent in the past."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you know? The Ye family was allegedly one of the top-ranking families in our Qingyun Empire. Somehow, none of the men in the family lived past forty and died bizarrely, leading to the gradual decline of the family, each generation worse than the last."

"Now, in the Ye family, only Ye Wushuang's father and third uncle, Ye Qingfeng, are alive, but I guess they don't have long left. And with Ye Wushuang's generation, the family line is really ending."

Amidst the flurry of discussions around him, the young man lying on the bed with trembling hands looked at the pleading woman and weakly said, "Mother, let's... let's go."

Hearing this, Liu Yue's eyebrows turned towards her son, filled with unspeakable heartache.

"Liu Yue, Ye Wushuang, how dare you show your faces in the Holy Elixir Pavilion asking for medicine?"

At this moment, an annoyed and cold voice suddenly echoed in the Holy Elixir Pavilion.

Hearing the familiar yet alien voice, Ye Wushuang was taken aback. He raised his head and looked at the group of people who had just arrived at the gate, a spark of anger kindling in his eyes.

Leading the group was a young woman with raven black hair cascading down her shoulders. A lavender dress complimented her exquisite figure, making her extraordinarily captivating, akin to an ice lotus on top of a snow mountain, noble and aloof.

At this juncture, the woman took a step forward and raised her voice, coldly saying, "Ye Wushuang, you are truly a wolf in sheep's clothing!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present tuned in, while Master MoChuan remained serene, apparently aware of what was happening.

"Your Ye family, from being the top family of the Qingyun Empire to the destitution you face today, my Yun family remembered the assistance from the Ye family in the past, and couldn't bear to see your family ruined."

"I, Yun Qingyue, asked my father to invite you as my husband, to become a member of the Yun family. It was all to help your Ye family sustain its livelihood, but what about you?"

"On the night of our wedding, you sneaked into my sister, Yun Ziyan's room and even drugged her, with ulterior motives. Can you even...can you even call yourself human?"

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