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I, Mu Yancheng, am merely a Zombie that has existed for a thousand years.
I feel quite pitiful; I will forever live in the shadow of Mu Xuanche, the person I hate the most.
Back then, when his mother was still alive, my mother and I used to use the things they no longer wanted. I wondered why he could have everything while I could not!
When he turned fourteen, his biological mother passed away due to a strange illness, and my mother became the rightful mistress of Mu Manor.
All those things that once belonged to them now belonged to me, Mu Yancheng. I had suddenly elevated my status from a despised illegitimate son.
I should have been satisfied by then, but you must understand that human greed is limitless.
My biological father was merely an Official in the court, and his estate was destined to be modest.
I wanted it all for myself; I didn't want to give a single cent to that lofty bastard Mu Xuanche, who had never even bothered to look at me properly. I wanted him to live forever in my shadow, unable to lift his head.
Coincidentally, my biological mother thought the same way. So we teamed up to stage a grand play, all to prevent Mu Xuanche from inheriting the family fortune.
Sure enough, we managed to frame him. Scholars value their reputation above all else; my father would never allow him to remain in the Mu Family. With my mother whispering in his ear, it took little effort for Mu Xuanche to be driven out by my mother and me.
After that, I wasn't too clear on what happened. If it weren't for his return to court, I would have almost forgotten that Mu Xuanche even existed in this world.
He came back, rising above everyone!
My father wavered. As an Official who hadn't been promoted in a long time, if this time he could get a boost from Mu Xuanche, perhaps he could soar to new heights.
But he was thinking too simplistically. Being wronged and driven out by his own father at fourteen—no matter how magnanimous one is, he is still human; he couldn't possibly harbor no resentment towards us.
Sure enough, when my father went to plead with you, you refused him. I felt contempt for my father's actions and my resentment towards you deepened.
When my father returned, he scolded me harshly for being useless. I couldn't argue with him; you were indeed far superior to me in many ways.
Yes, I couldn't compare to you, but were you really that great? Everyone adored you, even the emperor wanted to marry his daughter to you. The treatment we received was still worlds apart.
On the day of your grand wedding with Princess Jinping, firecrackers exploded and every household was bustling with excitement. The emperor's most beloved daughter was getting married, and the threshold of Xuan Wangfu was nearly trampled. From that moment on, you gained an additional title: the Prince Consort. The whole world knew you were about to marry Princess Jinping, except for Gu Yanxi, who at that time lay weakly in bed, staring blankly at the falling peach blossoms outside.
Although my father's official position was not high, he had at least been invited.
So when I saw Gu Yanxi appear in the main hall, I was utterly shocked. Her face was pale, and her lips trembled as if she wanted to speak.
Seeing her sudden appearance and her ashen face clearly startled Mu Xuanche as well; for the first time in front of everyone, he showed deep concern and worry.
His attitude spoke volumes.
His voice was soft yet solemn. It felt like a bomb had been dropped into a river; the crowd began to murmur. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the emperor in front of the entire world. Princess Jinping took two steps back in disbelief, her face turning ghostly white.
The emperor merely lifted his golden goblet and took a sip of wine before slamming it down heavily. Then he stood up and ignored Mu Xuanche entirely, being assisted back to his seat by maids and eunuchs. This silent punishment was even more terrifying.
But I never expected you to be so bold; you kidnapped Jin Ping in an attempt to escape!
You left, and this drama came to an end.
I saw the emperor's face darken considerably. Shortly after, a eunuch came out to announce an edict, and all the guests were dismissed.
Then a notice was issued: whoever could find Princess Jinping would be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold as a show of importance. Driven by profit, many people would surely get involved.
I darkly thought to myself that if you were caught, you would surely not survive. Yet, unexpectedly, less than twelve hours after that incident, you returned on your own.
I heard that you voluntarily surrendered, and my heart sank. Were you out of your mind?
You were imprisoned in the Dali Temple. I had someone inquire about your situation, but all efforts were in vain.
I couldn't find the words to describe your fortune.
At that moment, the Khitan, who had previously forced us, the Li Kingdom, to sign a subjugation and tribute contract, suddenly began tearing up the agreement and launched a massive attack on our borders.
No one in the court could stop the fierce Khitan warriors.
The emperor had no choice but to think of you again, but he restricted you with Gu Yanxi. For the sake of that precious Qilin Grass, you agreed to lead this expedition.
However, things did not unfold as smoothly as you had hoped. Even after you repelled the enemy, Princess Jinping did something you found hard to accept.
She first cursed Gu Yanxi and then pushed her off a cliff. Gu Yanxi died.
You lost all confidence in life. The darkness urged me to kill you. I couldn't resist the turmoil within me; just thinking about how that mountain of pressure had always weighed down on me filled me with frustration. I wasn't any worse than you, yet everyone only saw you.
But I failed; you killed me.
The only consolation was that the world did not know it was my fault but blamed your cruelty and betrayal against your own brother. Perhaps it was my strong obsession that gave me a chance even in death. For some unknown reason, my coffin was destroyed, and I became the Millennium Drought Demon.
At first, I found it exhilarating and fresh.
But later, I grew weary. I wanted to be reborn; I didn't want to continue like this anymore.
I know your spirit is still cultivating, while you have no idea how much stronger I am than you.
Although I feel a deep resentment gnawing at me, I lowered my stance to seek your help in being reborn. When you saw me, your expression was one of disdain and contempt. At that moment, I truly wanted to tear that annoying face of yours apart, but I held back; I had long learned how to do what was best for myself.
You pondered for a few minutes before agreeing to help me, but you demanded that I disguise myself as you and approach Jin Ping within the Cult of Spirits, keeping a close watch on his movements.
Confused, I asked why, and you simply sneered at me, saying that I would understand my purpose in due time.
Since you didn’t want to explain, I decided not to press further.
I devised a plan and made my way to the vicinity of the Cult of Spirits, specifically waiting for Jin Ping.
When she saw me, she was indeed very excited and rushed over: “Mu Xuanche, my husband! I've been looking for you!”
Since Mu Xuanche had instructed me beforehand to get close to Jin Ping, I didn’t adopt a cold demeanor towards her; she was clearly enamored.
I had long surpassed Mu Xuanche; if he could make Jin Ping infatuated with him, then so could I.
As Jin Ping was collaborating with the Cult of Spirits, my closeness to her naturally elevated my status within the Cult as well.
Jin Ping treated me as if I were her lifeline; whatever I asked of her, she complied. This filled me with pride because she was also quite open-minded in intimate matters, and she could almost fulfill all my requests.
That time when Shangguan Mingyue was on the island and Gu Yanxi disguised himself to come in, I even teased her on purpose. It was this incident that jolted me back into alertness after having grown too comfortable.
I had been enjoying this ease for far too long.
I kept searching for ways to become powerful enough to be reborn without relying on your abilities or to obtain True Dragon Qi to change history!
Later, I learned about your conflict with Li Mubai. I even secretly wondered if I could benefit from your rivalry. However, I soon realized that both of your plans were too meticulous, leaving me with no opportunity to intervene.
To be honest, I think Li Mubai is a big fool because he trusted that woman who loves him too much, which ultimately led to him losing the Ghost Seal.
Now, an opportunity lies before me. If I steal the items needed to unlock Qin Wang's Tomb, I could obtain the True Dragon Qi to open the Time-Space Gate and change history. After much contemplation, I decided to take the gamble.
As it turns out, I was wrong—terribly wrong. I died at your hands once again.
Brother, this time, let me call you brother one last time.
(End of Chapter)
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