The Seventh Prince was the first to charge into the Imperial Palace.
In just a few short decades, the Seventh Prince had experienced several dramatic rises and falls.
From the pride he had felt after being hanged by his own second sister and returning to the past.
To the fear of Chen Yi seeing through his identity as a traveler from the future.
To the confidence of volunteering himself in hopes of gaining Chen Yi's support.
Then to the inferiority of repeatedly failing the trials, as if everything he did was wrong.
Then, returning to the bottom through the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult, he had found self-awareness.
Because of that self-awareness, he had nearly died, yet now he felt no regret.
The Seventh Prince had already completed the trials of a Child of Fortune. Even among those at the Heavenly Being Fourth Decay, he qualified as an expert.
As the gates collapsed, the Seventh Prince entered the main hall. Here, only the Second Princess—his nightmare from the past—was making tea.
"You're here."
"Mm."
"Who are you?"
"The Seventh Prince, Yuwen Benqing."
The Seventh Prince asked in return, "And you?"
The Second Princess smiled. "I'm merely a fool and a failure. There's no need for you to know my name."
The Seventh Prince had vaguely guessed that his second sister had been replaced.
That had been his final test.
Now, he was certain.
Although the Heavenly Being who had replaced the Second Princess had followed the path of artifact refinement, she still possessed the pride of a Heavenly Being and had no need to deceive him.
The Second Princess sighed. "You're truly lucky to have encountered that person."
It had taken them a full million years to gather like-minded companions.
Which one of them had not been exceptionally gifted?
Otherwise,