Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

In its place is a courtyard.

The girl took two steps back in fright and hurriedly looked around. The scene that was being built was a courtyard she had never seen before.

A stone table for resting is placed in the center of a cross-shaped white and blue stone brick, and decorative purple flowers are planted in the four corners of the courtyard. The large, rustic house is located on the south side, with its door wide open and the interior dark.

The sudden change filled Lin Yuan with inexplicable fear. Her lips trembled slightly as she cautiously peered into the house.

For some reason, strange noises seemed to be coming from the pitch-black room.

She clenched her fists, hesitated for a long time, and finally, unable to suppress the intense unease in her heart, stepped into the house.

I had just stepped inside.

Boom!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Then came the sound of something like a vase shattering.

Blood-stained shards of pale blue porcelain slid to Lin Yuan's feet. She picked up the shards in a daze and looked ahead.

—His eyes narrowed sharply in shock.

Several brightly dressed, even noble-looking teenagers were gathered together, punching and kicking the child who was curled up on the ground in the center, trembling.

The shards of the vase were still on the child, scratching his face and piercing his skin. He lay among the sharp shards, groaning in pain.

Her purple hair, though not waist-length, still reached her shoulders when draped down. From a young age, she had the face of a beauty, with delicate and exquisite features. Her delicate nose twitched as if she was trying to hold back her sobs.

Jiang Yuetian.

With just one glance, Lin Yuan was certain... that was Jiang Yuetian.

Jiang Yuetian as a child.

Punch after punch, kick after kick... enduring the beatings from several people around him, the young purple-haired boy remained curled up to protect himself. He seemed to have long been accustomed to the external impacts and did not even cry out in pain.

Meanwhile, the young men and women from noble families who were beating him wore joyful smiles on their faces, as if venting all their misfortunes on the person in front of them would make them feel much better.

Yes, that's how they vent.

Whenever something unpleasant happened, young Jiang Yuetian was their best punching bag.

They beat and verbally abused him, smashed a vase over his head, left him to bake in the scorching sun, threw him into the pouring rain and then closed the door, watching him desperately pound on the door, soaked and unable to return inside.

Seeing the scene of the two teenagers committing violence before her eyes, Lin Yuan felt a surge of nameless anger and immediately stepped forward, wanting to stop these rich kids.

However, she only took one step.

"Don't come any closer..."

A weak voice.

The words that came from young Jiang Yuetian's mouth, as if trying to shut everything out, were exceptionally cold: "Don't come any closer... Nobody come any closer..."

Lin Yuan's steps faltered.

"I wish I could stay like this..."

A powerful punch landed on his cheek, causing him to stagger and his vision to go black for a moment; he nearly fainted.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan could not hold back and immediately rushed forward.

But her petite body couldn't touch anyone's body at all. Incredibly, she passed through those people's bodies and stood in front of young Jiang Yuetian, bewildered and stunned.

The battered boy raised his head, his purple eyes devoid of any emotion, like a cold, heartless machine, or a corpse that had long since given up on the world.

With his pale lips parted, he said to Lin Yuan, "Don't worry about me."

"Don't bother me."

"Just leave me alone, just leave me alone..."

"Senior Brother Jiang..."

How could Lin Yuan bear to see her senior brother Jiang in such a state? She reached out her hand, wanting to touch Jiang Yuetian.

But that hand... once again... pierced through the boy in front of him.

Young Jiang Yuetian turned into a wisp of green smoke and gradually disappeared from sight.

What followed was the shattering of the surrounding scenery.

Like a mirror shattered by a stone, the colorful world was also shattered at this moment by something indescribable. The space that made up the world broke into tens of millions of tiny, snowflake-like fragments, which quickly drifted down, revealing the twisted darkness behind them.

Scattered beneath my feet are fragments of memories playing on repeat, and all around me is bottomless darkness.

Lin Yuan lowered her head and found that some of those memories belonged to her, some belonged to strangers she had never met, and some seemed to contain the shadow of the purple-haired boy.

Without exception, all those memories were of a past filled with despair, pain, and sorrow.

Some stories have been distorted to a certain extent, while others simply present everything that happened exactly as it happened, like a sword that can find weaknesses and pierce people's hearts with unparalleled precision.

An ominous premonition gripped Lin Yuan's mind, and she raised her head to look ahead.

far away.

in the dark.

An empty wine glass sat on the stone table. A young man with long, dazzling purple hair sat in front of the table, his fair hand reaching out to touch the wine glass. The moment it touched the glass, it was strangely filled with wine.

He lowered his head, as if trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol, and downed the wine in one gulp.

When he put down his glass, he seemed to realize something and turned his head away.

His lifeless purple eyes reflected the petite and adorable figure of the red-haired girl, who looked like a porcelain doll. He smiled faintly, neither concerned nor surprised by it.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The young man named Jiang Yuetian said this to Lin Yuan.

……

……

"Senior brother?"

Lin Yuan was stunned.

What had happened before made her hesitant to believe that what she was seeing now was real.

It might be fake.

...Whether it was the corpse of Jiang Yuetian that we saw before, or the young Jiang Yuetian that just disappeared, without exception, they were all fake.

So what's right in front of us now is probably...

"Don't doubt it, what you just saw was probably not the real me."

As if he had already anticipated Lin Yuan's thought process, Jiang Yuetian smiled faintly and then picked up his wine glass again.

A clear, fragrant liquid rises from the glass.

He took a small sip, his eyes still dull and lifeless, but his tone was as usual: "Welcome to the deepest part of the paradise of living beings, Yuan'er."

Lin Yuan opened her eyes wide in confusion: "The deepest part...?"

"Hmm, this is a hell of negative emotions. It must have taken a lot of effort for Yuan'er to get here, right? But for me, it's a rare moment of peace and quiet."

“Hell…” Lin Yuan shook her head, looking puzzled. “Senior brother, what are you talking about…? Why are you in a place like this?”

"Because I live here."

Jiang Yuetian's answer was very calm.

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, her tone was calm yet resolute: "This is my home, my home, so I will stay here."

He took a sip of wine, but his eyes remained dull and lifeless.

Lin Yuan stared at Jiang Yuetian in front of her, feeling breathless... His eyes didn't look like those of her familiar senior brother at all; he looked like a walking corpse.

But the feeling he got from the Jiang Yuetian in front of him was very similar to the original Jiang Yuetian.

Yuan'er recalled what Jiang Shengxuan had said that day. She gasped and couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, did you come here because you listened to that person's nonsense... and believed some 'lone star of misfortune' nonsense?"

"That's not nonsense."

Jiang Yuetian shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I am indeed a cursed star, a person cursed by the heavens."

"Why do you say that?! There's absolutely no evidence! Bad luck or something doesn't prove anything!"

"Besides... what happened at the academy wasn't Senior Brother Jiang's fault... I can't understand why someone would believe that guy because of something like this."

Jiang Yuetian slowly closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again: "Jiang Shengxuan didn't lie, I was indeed cursed."

"There's absolutely no evidence... this kind of thing..."

“I’ve confirmed with the Paradise of Living Beings.”

"!!!"

Jiang Yuetian took a sip of wine and smiled: "When I arrived at the Azure Secret Realm, I had already confirmed with the Paradise of Living Beings that my body is indeed marked with the curse of heaven."

"No... to be precise, my very existence is a curse."

Overwhelmed by the shock, Lin Yuan was speechless for a moment.

A paradise for all living beings...

Twenty-one extremes...

Even the 21st Extreme says so...

"What's the meaning……?"

"I should never have been born into this world; my birth was a mistake."

Jiang Yuetian spoke calmly, as if recounting someone else's story: "Decades ago, the Xun family, sensing that the Jiang family was about to rise to become a new generation of Heaven-level family... was in an extremely delicate situation at the time."

"They fought a war against the Chiang family, but they soon realized that they were no match for such a powerful family. They thought that since they would die anyway, they might as well help the Chiang family before they died."

"A blood sacrifice of ten thousand people... a curse built from death, originally had the power to directly kill the head of the Jiang family, but they chose to set up a bigger scheme, so... a curse that is enough to incur divine punishment was born."

That's me.

"After that, the Xun family suffered the calamity of extermination, and the Jiang family replaced the Xun family, becoming the new generation of Heaven-level family. But it doesn't matter anymore."

"Because my mother is pregnant with me."