"My son Chu Zheng, reading this letter is as though we were meeting face to face.
By the time you read this, three to five years will likely have passed. By then, I will have departed this world, and you will have endured a mortal calamity and a reversal of life and death. But your entry here means you have recovered our family's Myriad Manifestations Star Disc and gained the strength to oppose the Imperial House. This comforts me greatly.
You must have countless questions now. Let me answer them one by one.
Let us begin at the source. Roughly twenty-three years ago, when Emperor Jianyuan toured the Northern Border, he encountered Imperial Preceptor Yu Kunlun and held secret discussions with him in the Ironwall Mountains for three days and nights. No one knew what they discussed. Yet after returning to the Capital City, Emperor Jianyuan disregarded the opposition of Grand Preceptor Dugu Shou and the entire court and appointed Yu Kunlun, Settling Mountains and Rivers with Spell Arts, as Imperial Preceptor.
Just a month and a half later, I was afflicted with a divine poison and a divine curse while attending a banquet at a friend's home.
This divine poison not only destroyed my hopes of advancing to the third rank, but also left me in unbearable agony over the following years.
I investigated for years, subjecting everyone who attended that banquet to brutal interrogation and putting them to death, yet learned nothing. I also searched far and wide for a way to break the Poison Curse, but found none.
Time slipped away, and several cold autumns passed in a blink. The Poison Curse grew ever more vicious. I exhausted every kind of Heavenly Treasure, yet could only cling to life. Believing I had little time left, I did