"The world is a vast sea of suffering. A person lives within that sea; the flesh is the boat, and the soul is the passenger inside. The boat carries its passenger ever onward toward the other shore."
In a side hall west of the imperial palace's inner court in Jade Capital City, Great Qian, a soft, sweetly seductive voice rang out, reading aloud.
Wang Xuan reclined on a cushioned couch, looking like a child of only eight, his features not yet fully developed. Some distance away stood two stunning women in palace dress, one reading and the other dancing gracefully.
Besides those three, the enormous hall held no fewer than seven other exquisite beauties. Though each appeared occupied with her own tasks, they were all watching the child on the couch at every moment.
"That elder brother of yours is quite something. He keeps sending you beautiful women without end. Looks like he's determined to make you lose yourself in lust!"
An aged voice sounded inside Wang Xuan's mind.
"That prick Yang Pan is up to no good. What wouldn't he do for the throne? Being his full brother means nothing!"
"The fact that he's only using sugar-coated bullets now is already a concession to our blood ties. If I revealed my strength, believe me, he'd go straight for the kill!"
Wang Xuan could not have cared less. He had no interest in the throne. As long as he possessed supreme martial might, he would hold the greatest power in the world.
Had the Three Sovereigns of antiquity won the world's allegiance through virtue? Or had each of them possessed absolute strength?
"Old man Creation, instead of worrying about this bullshit, you'd be better off recovering your strength and coughing up the Hongmeng Parasite Art for me!"
"If I hadn't