The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven - Volume 1 Chapter 19

Thirty Years East, Thirty Years West. Don’t you bully the young and poor!Split open the sky!Go against Heaven!Sick and tired of that kind of cultivation quote and troupe? The never-ending long grind that seemed to have one world after another once you supposedly reached the false apexes?Well, it’s time to broaden your horizons! You shall now be blessed with the perspective of someone who’s at the top of the top: Ye Ming.Someone who had foolishly decided to experience mortal life before realizing how crap it was. It was time to return to his real life.“I wasn’t born with a diamond spoon, but born with the endgame life.” Ye Ming laughed sinisterly. He was the sole Young Master of a family who dominated everything already.Trash cultivation? Trash spiritual roots? Trash background?Sorry, but that ain’t Ye Ming!However, he does have one great and relatable trait: procrastination.

When Yao Ling saved a handsome man, she never thought that there would be a day she would propose a marriage to him.

There was war in hell. The flames of hell turned against itself and the demons tore each other apart. It was a terror to behold; one that the devil himself could not escape. Every other terrestrial being was against him, trying to take his power and throne.Knowing that he wouldn’t survive it, Lucifer fled from hell into the earth feeling regretful. His fall came from a woman whom he thought he had grown to love. But at that point, it all didn’t matter….he needed someone to will his power to…it was much better than leaving it in the possession of those demons. And while he was running out of time, he immediately gave it all to a prince in his mother’s womb before he vanished into eternityThe prince; Francis was born and he grew just as powerful and as fierce as the devil himself. He was a devil, but he ruled on earth…unstoppable and strong willed. He was hardly referred to by his name and was mostly called the devil, right from when he was a child after a powerful seer revealed the reason behind his power.But even though Francis had all the power he wanted and would ever need, he had one restriction. To keep history from repeating itself, he was given just one rule, never to love a woman.****But on the far side; in a village, lonely princess lived with no hopes of survival even though her father, the king was still alive. But it wasn’t much of a surprise since the royal family itself was the reason behind the princess’s tight chances of living. Even her mother the queen couldn’t save her because she was very much afraid of her husband, the king and his second wife who bore him sons.They lived their lives in fear, not until one day, the queen was about to take her last breathe. She was poisoned by the king’s wicked wife. But before she died, she had just one wish: that her daughter Aurora avenges her death and take over the village by attaining a level of power and authority that could only come through one means….and it is to “Marry the devil” the strongest, ruthless, merciless and powerful king that lived.She knew she needed him to love her if she ever wanted to access his powers and make him revenge for her.And so, Princess Aurora was set on a journey to marry the devil who was warned to never love a woman.What happens when the devil falls in love?Would he receive the same fate as the previous Devil?Or will love change his fate?Will Aurora's determination lead her to a world of power, love and strength?Or will the devil's fate cause her a life time of peril and pain?

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.