Yang Bi shrank back his body, choosing not to take the Ginseng Grass Fruit. Riding in the ox cart was far from comfortable and always bumpy, jolting his bones with pain even though he had straw laid beneath him. Yet it seemed that only by feeling pain could he feel that he was still alive.
The destruction of the Upper Realm dealt him far too heavy a blow.
He had been clever since childhood. Though his Divine Embryo was ordinary, his intelligence and wit far surpassed his peers; even the family members who had secured the Purple Jade Divine Embryo fell far short of him in cultivation and strength.
Selected at the age of twelve and sent to the Upper Realm, he began under the guidance of the thirteen ancestors to touch upon the Thirteen Noble Families' grand plan to counterattack Despair Slope. The ancestors of the Thirteen Noble Families had long been plagued by their own evil transformations, making it difficult for them to handle matters themselves. Thus, they needed someone of supreme intellect to exercise power on their behalf and integrate the forces of the Thirteen Noble Families across the Yin and Yang Worlds.
Bearing this heavy responsibility in his youth, he poured nearly all his energy into it. Standing at the height of the ancestors of the Thirteen Noble Families to look down upon the lineage, he realized just what manner of thorny situation he faced.
Through years of development, the Thirteen Noble Families had turned into a rotten, decaying tumor clinging to the Western Ox Continent. The Underworld was even more corrupt. Not only did the Thirteen Noble Families act as independent entities, but various ghosts and gods within the lineages also occupied mountains as kings and wrought havoc.
He did his utmost to consolidate the