Legacy of Blood: Reclaiming the Lost Throne
They destroyed his kingdom.
They slaughtered his people.
They stole his throne.
And then they left him to die.
Li Kaien was once the Crown Prince of Yuehua Palace, the strongest force in the Godly Realm. But when the Chiyaan Empire launched a brutal invasion, everything he loved was ripped away overnight.
They caged his parents, shattered his cultivation, and erased his bloodline from existence.
His enemies celebrated while he lay broken at death’s door.
In a final act of loyalty, the ancient wolf spirit bound to his soul sacrificed itself and sent him to a forgotten lower realm.
Now powerless, hunted, and stripped of everything, Li Kaien discovers that the wolf spirit’s shattered fragments are scattered across the realms. Each fragment holds power that could shake the heavens — and whoever gathers them all becomes unstoppable.
While his enemies believe he is dead, Li Kaien begins climbing from the bottom once again.
This time, he won’t stop at reclaiming his throne.
He will make the entire Godly Realm kneel.
And when the empire that betrayed him finally sees him again…
It will already be too late.
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Chapter: Chapter 170: Moon EmpireFrom the depth of the Castle, where all seem to be quiet like a graveyard; like still waters, untouched by the unsteady hands of the wind—came pouring a sound that tore through the silence. "KAIEN!!!" Coming to a halt along the way was none other Yeon. She was still within the castle walls. She wasn't beneath the castle grounds with Seojun or perhaps, she never was. "Seojun?" she said with a gasp and broke into a sprint. Fortunately, Kaien heard the cry of anguish. He turned his head towards the direction of the castle with a puzzled expression on his face. "Seojun?" He didn't waste time staying in the arena, with the commotion that was already happening; it was more or less an opportunity to get out of there. The prince noticed this and immediately stopped the announcer from talking any further and got up. Kaien bolted past the large double doors of the castle with damning speed. Yeon on the other hand was trying to trace seojun's voice but she couldn't pinpoint whe
Last Updated: 2026-08-12
Chapter: Chapter 169: Damning SpeedBajin Bu crashed into the walls which in return, cracked momentarily like glass, another impact and it would definitely come crumbling. Kaien remained where he stood. He looked like he was caught in-between a trance-like state. His hand stretched forward with intent. It would seem like his hand being locked in that position was the cause of Bajin Bu's devastating impact with the walls. Everyone's expression got tainted immediately with unspeakable fear. Did the so-called iron king just fall from a single touch from Kaien? Smokes whirled up into the invisible vacuum of the clear blue skies at rapid pace as it revealed a figure standing a few feet away from the gargantuan crack made in the arena. The figure was a man, and the man was Bajin Bu. "Boy!" His cold void swept the arena like a Shockwave but Kaien remained unmoved, only the edges of his clothing danced to the wave that permeated him "Striking when I'm not ready is fowl play!" Bajin Bu thundered, his voice enca
Last Updated: 2026-08-12
Chapter: Chapter 168: IntentKaien's expression didn't flatter. He didn't even pay attention to Zhao khan's words. He said he'd kill Kaien by himself when they met. Kaien never thought of it, why wasn't he moved by the word—death? "Are you done?" His words caught Zhao Kan off guard after a minute of silence: Did this boy turn a deaf ear to my words? After all, from the first day they met, it was evident that Kaien had the upper hand and could have ended the sky sect in seconds if no one had intervened. When he looked down at Zhao Kan, he noticed the man was lost in awe. Perhaps he was expecting Kaien to jump in fright or rather throw a fit or something. Kaien didn't bother with him and left the pew. Zhao Kan could watch him exit the arena and then, his hand gripped the hilt of his sword before he could process the thought, how disturbing. Just then, Zhao Kan grumbled inwardly at the thought of Kaien's composure. "Can I face him? Maybe I am imagining things. He's not even worried! it's like he doesn
Last Updated: 2026-08-11
Chapter: Chapter 167: SternlyThe Royal Selection Festival was introduced years ago by the Emperor of the Hwan Empire. Solely to choose one of its winners and grace them with privileges of the Hwan Empire. This act had progressed over the years with rules that remained untethered. Until today. The blade came again at an aggressive pace. Luckily, Kaien had rolled out of the way just in time to witness the deathly impact of the fan. If he hadn't, the blade would have probably diced one part of his body. Kaien sighed with resignation of observing the blade and focused solely on the person that was benefiting from it—Lady Umni Loo. "Are you getting tired, my love?" She closed the gap desperately and engaged in combat with Kaien. Her hands connected with his blocking elbows, pushing her back which startled her. She almost lost balance which earned Kaien the advantage to sweep her off the ground before throwing his gaze back at the blade. It rose and flung itself at him at a speed that could tear a hole in spa
Last Updated: 2026-08-10
Chapter: Chapter 166: Taken AbackIcicles smeared the face of the arena at a rapid pace. It kept on shooting vigorously at all angles but a blur moved in between like lighting. Kaien skillfully evaded every single icicle. He moved like an untethered ball. He closed the gap between him and the dome after minutes of evading the icicles. The cultivator behind the dome shrunk with abject fear the moment his gaze caught cracks inundating his cover. CRACK! Kaien punched his way through like a train, breaking the entire dome like it was nothing. After all, it's just ice. The cultivator rolled to a stop and dragged himself up then tugged his body backwards as Kaien descended, his ear picking up the racing heartbeat of the Cultivator. "Yield." Kaien told him before he began approaching the Cultivator, his menacing glare prompted the Cultivator to drown in abnormal fear as he immediately yelled. "I yield!" The first battle was over and it earned a lot of talking from everyone. Kaien appeared in everyone's sentence.
Last Updated: 2026-08-09
Chapter: Chapter 165: Imitating Skills"Imitating skills? That's cool!" Seojun's excitement was evident."Remember, you can't imitate all skills. There's a limit, which is why you're at the second tier of the Dual Moon Pathway," Kaien reminded him. "Once you imitate a skill, you can only use it temporarily. No skill stays with you forever.""What about you, Uncle Kaien?" Seojun asked. "I've never seen you imitate anything.""That's because I don't bother unless it's necessary," Kaien explained, sitting on the grass. "Imitating skills at a higher tier is considered wasting the knowledge you've gained at that level. When you ascend tiers, you're supposed to leave the old skills behind and focus on what's ahead. They don't disappear, but you've outgrown them."Seojun nodded, thinking it over."Not many cultivators come from the Dual Moon Pathway," Kaien continued. "So make the best of it while you're young. The older you get, the more tiers you'll climb." He paused. "You'll change a lot.""So I can't imitate other Dual Moon c
Last Updated: 2026-08-08
I Got Reincarnated With The Ultimate Suffering System
Quinn never believed in happy endings… and life kept proving him right. Then one night, a delivery scooter ended his miserable streak. This is where he finally rests, right?
But death wasn’t the end—because now Quinn has a system. But he wasn’t granted the best kind that makes you rich or ridiculously strong. Nope. This one runs on suffering. Pain, humiliation, and endless setbacks are now officially his “level-up materials.”
Thrown into a cultivation world as nothing more than a low-tier servant, with no power, no status, and no future, Quinn is forced to face a reality where every bit of pain, humiliation, and hardship is the only way forward.
In short: life sucks, death sucks… and cultivation sucks even more.
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Chapter: Chapter Fourteen: The final trial (Part Three)There were towering trees, their trunks blackened and cracked, stretched up into a sky the color of dying embers. Shafts of crimson light pierced the canopy, painting the undergrowth in a blood-red glow. The ground underfoot was uneven, strewn with roots that twisted like serpents. Faint motes of golden qi drifted lazily in the air, but the [System] chimed with a cold note: [Warning: Ambient spiritual energy is unstable. Absorption efficiency reduced by 35%.] The ripple passed through the ground though there was no ground to speak of and then one by one, the others appeared beside him. Meiling. Lin Fei. Behind Quinn, the last disciple stepped through. The gate vanished in a ripple of light, sealing them inside. “What the hell is this?” someone asked. No answer came from the elders. No answer came at all. A faint hum rose in their ears, almost like the echo of a thousand whispers overlapping. The first whisper became words in Quinn’s mind, etched into his thoughts: What do
Last Updated: 2026-04-20
Chapter: Chapter Thirteen: The final trial (Part Two)The panther vanished. Then it reappeared and its jaws were a hand’s breadth from his face. Quinn’s world slowed. He saw the curve of each tooth. The ripple of the muscle down its shoulder. The bead of its silver eye narrows into focus. Something deep in his chest shifted like a lock turning in a door. His vision got clearer immediately. He then moved with the surety of instinct awakened. The blade in his hand met the inside of the beast’s jaw, slicing upward through flesh and bone in one smooth arc. The beast howled in pain and staggered back, shaking its head violently. [Breakthrough Detected: Qi Foundation — Level Five Achieved] [All Attributes +10% | Spiritual Sense Expanded] Quinn felt the change as much as he saw it in the System’s overlay. His qi flowed smoother, and cleaner, like water freed from a blocked channel. The crushing pressure of the panther’s killing intent no longer felt like a mountain, it was more like a heavy storm he could still walk through. Elder
Last Updated: 2026-04-20
Chapter: Chapter Twelve: The final trial (Part One)“…no way he makes it past the first stage.” “Sixth place in the last trial, he has to be incredibly lucky, or skilled.” “I heard he barely survived an ambush. If that’s true, he’s finished.” He didn’t bother looking to see who said it. The voices all blurred together, just like they always had, to him they were just background noise, the kind you learned to live with until you were ready to turn it against them. A flicker of motion drew his attention to the far side of the ring. Xin Meiling stood there, hands clasped loosely behind her back, eyes half-lidded but alert. When she noticed him watching, she smiled faintly. What’s up with her, tch. Beside her, Ruo Han’s stance was relaxed, but his fingers rested lightly on his sword’s hilt, the way one might rest a hand on a sleeping predator’s back. The ground vibrated faintly as heavy footsteps approached. Elder Yan entered the arena, flanked by two Inner Sect disciples in dark silver robes. One carried a scroll, the other
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Chapter: Chapter Eleven: Preparations for the Final TrialThe murmurs of the crowd were still thick in the air when Elder Yan stepped forward, his long sleeves swaying with each deliberate stride. His gaze swept over the remaining disciples. “Enough,” he said, his voice carrying over the courtyard like the toll of a deep bell. The noise died instantly. Even the wind seemed to hesitate. “You have endured the Second Trial,” Elder Yan continued, each word precise. “But endurance alone does not make an inner disciple. Tomorrow will be the Final Trial, the one that will strip away pretenses and leave only truth. Strength, yes. Skill, certainly. But above all… adaptability.” His gaze lingered on each of them, pausing on Quinn just long enough to send an involuntary shiver down his spine. He clasped his hands behind his back. “Rest well tonight. At dawn, you will gather here. By tomorrow’s end, only twelve of you will earn the right to step through the Inner Gate. The rest will return back.” A ripple went through the group, it was excitemen
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Chapter: Chapter Ten: Passing the Second TrialHe snorted and moved on, slipping through mossy pathways and ignoring the ache building in his calves. His senses sharpened with each step, his spiritual threads tuned tighter thanks to last night’s cultivation. About an hour later, he stumbled upon a clearing. At its center sat a pond, glassy and still. Floating in the center was a glowing blue orb, Spirit Core, unmistakably real. A thin, near-invisible web of qi surrounded the pond. Traps layered over traps, most meant to slow or snare. But one would kill outright. Quinn dropped to his knees and studied the formation. The pattern reminded him of something from one of his system-granted books, Wind-Thread Entanglement, usually found in beast lairs. He could bypass it. “Okay,” he whispered, rolling his shoulders and focusing. “No pressure. [High risk. High reward. Proceed like you have brain cells.] He laughed under his breath and stepped forward, his foot landing just an inch off-center. The trap flared but he shif
Last Updated: 2026-04-20
Chapter: Chapter Nine: Um why???Quinn focused. That lingering thread of power from the Rotten Root activated in his veins, tightening his reaction time. He twisted past another swing and slammed his palm directly into Bao’s gut. The older disciple flinched. [Qi Interference: Successful. Muscle Lock triggered.] Bao stumbled just for a second. It was enough. Quinn sprang up, using both feet to launch a flying kick straight into the brute’s chest. With a sound like collapsing lumber, Bao staggered backward and over the platform’s edge. There was silence at first. Then cheers. “Winner: Quinn.” Elder Yan arched an eyebrow. [Bonus Objective Complete.] [Hidden Reward Unlocked: Elder Yan is… mildly curious.] Quinn stood there, chest heaving, arms shaking. Bao roared from where he landed, fury in his eyes. Quinn didn’t look at him. He just turned, bowed to the elder, and walked off the platform. His knees almost gave out the moment he was out of sight. [Would you like to activate Recovery Mode?
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