October's light rain, a gentle autumn breeze.

Jiangcheng, West Lake Garden.

One rain, one person, one pot of wine.

One side of the tomb.

Ye Ling sat, quietly watching the headstone ahead, rain streaming down her cheeks, she didn't know if it was tears.

Dressed in a dark ink-colored ancient robe, with long hair flowing over his shoulders, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, Ye Ling resembled an ancient king who had stepped out of a painting. However, at this moment, his face was as cold as frost, and his eyes held a profound loneliness.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home..."

Yeling's eyes were slightly closed, her voice soft.

Six years ago, the Ye family was framed, their company went bankrupt, and both Mr. and Mrs. Ye died in a car accident. Their eldest son, Ye Ling, was shot dead, and their youngest daughter, Ye You, disappeared without a trace.

A gruesome massacre, shocking the heavens and earth!

Had I not been caught by a rift in time and space before my death, and fallen into this strange world, I probably would have drowned in the West Lake long ago.

Ye Ling opened his eyes, demonic energy spreading from him. The rain stopped in mid-air, and the world fell silent.

He whispered, "Sixty thousand years on the Eastern Profound Continent, six years on Earth. Fortunately, the enemy is still around."

The sound was low, yet it echoed through the cemetery.

Kill intent surged, reaching the heavens.

Six years ago, he was exiled to another world where immortals roamed freely, capable of moving mountains and filling seas. The weak were treated as lowly ants.

He cultivated for sixty thousand years, leveling mountains, drinking the seas, ascending to the celestial heavens of a different world, suppressing all living beings!

But he couldn't forget, the Earth's deceased kin, his lost little sister.

Therefore, he disregarded the celestial order, tore apart the heavens, traversed the cosmos, and finally returned here!

Six years ago, Earth was a forsaken wasteland. Now... this Emperor returns, and this world shall tremble before me.

Ten divine warriors manifested behind Ye Ling, transforming into ten males with distinct temperaments, yet equally powerful.

They are the treasured protectors of the world, each one capable of slaying gods and demons, reigning over an era!

Ye Ling drank a pot of wine in one gulp, and the surrounding demonic energy vanished.

The rain has gradually subsided, but the wind continues to blow.

Ye Lingqi turned and left, addressing the ten people: "Disperse to all corners of the land, gather thousands of talented individuals, and here rebuild the Demon Palace. Search for Ye You's whereabouts."

As you command, Your Majesty.

Ten people bowed respectfully to Ye Ling, and then transformed into ten beams of light that shot up into the sky, scattering in all directions.

Yeling went down the mountain and met a tall and handsome young man face to face.

Wearing a blue coat, purple scarf, brown tall boots, long hair cascading down her shoulders like jade, she appears as if sculpted by the heart of a god. Her temperament is serene and pitiable.

Ming Su Ruo Xue, a descendant of the Jiang City renowned clan, was Ye Ling's former friend.

Su Ruo Xue held a bouquet of flowers and brushed past Ye Ling.

A gentle breeze blew, and the green leaves rustled.

Su Ruoxue paused, turned to Ye Ling, and felt that his back was extremely eye-catching.

"Is it an illusion?"

Su Ruoxue murmured and turned away.

A gust of wind blew past, Su Ruoxue's hand wasn't steady enough, her umbrella was blown away. She chased after it in a hurry but tripped and fell towards Ye Ling.

"Be careful!"

Su Ruoxue shouted, Ye Ling turned, Su Ruoxue just rushed into Ye Ling's arms, eyes met.

The umbrella rolled down the mountain, Su Ruoxue stared blankly at Ye Ling, lost in thought.

"You..."

Su Ruoxue was completely stunned, forgetting even to leave Ye Linghui's embrace.

Be careful.

Yeling Wen said, it seemed that he didn't know Su Ruo Xue.

"Right, I'm sorry... you kind of look like one of my old friends."

Su Ruoxue realized she had been impolite and hastily took two steps back, bowing to Ye Ling in apology.

Ye Ling smiled gently, a parasol appearing in his hand as he offered it to Su Ruoxue. "The rain hasn't stopped yet, you can use mine."

"Thank you, thanks..."

Su Ruo Xue took the umbrella from Ye Ling, but before she could open it, she realized Ye Ling was gone. She wanted to return the umbrella, but found that Ye Ling had already left.

"Where should I return this to you?" Su Ruoxue asked hurriedly.

Yeling remained silent and descended the mountain.

"It really seems like..." Su Ruoxue stared blankly at Ye Ling's back, and then recalled her past friends. Her heart ached with sadness.

It's a pity, Ye Ling is gone.

"He, it is not him."

Su Ruo Xue sighed softly, opened her umbrella, and walked up the mountain.

……

As night fell, Xishan Garden, once the property of the Ye family, was now the residence of the Li family.

This night, Xishan Garden is brightly lit with bustling activity at its gates.

Luxury cars drove in one after another, and one by one, prominent nobles or business magnates stepped out of the vehicles and entered the garden.

Allcomers were clad in fine garments, their every gesture exuding grace and elegance.

Today is Li Qingshan's 60th birthday, and he has invited prominent families from Jiangcheng to attend the banquet and celebrate his birthday!

At the entrance of the manor, Ye Ling stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair cascading down his shoulders. He was clad in an ink-colored robe that drew all eyes to him.

"Li Qingshan, Ye Family Butler, former friend of the father, one of the culprits who framed the Ye Family back then."

Ye Ling muttered to himself: "Back then, I was being hunted down and sought help from you, Li Qingshan, but I never expected that you were also an accomplice, putting me in danger and seizing the Ye family's fortune."

Li Qingshan rose to power rapidly in Jiangcheng by seizing the Ye family's wealth and taking over their businesses. As a new rising force, he was unbeatable for a time.

"After six years of agonizing hardship, parents were alone in the underworld. Today, you will join them there."

Yeling walked forward, but was stopped by the estate security.

"Excuse me, sir, do you have an invitation?"

The estate guard respectfully addressed Ye Ling, although Ye Ling's aura was extraordinary and unlike ordinary people, his attire and appearance were indeed too strange. The estate guard did not dare to let Ye Ling in easily.

Ye Ling smiled faintly, just about to conjure an invitation when a sharp voice rang out.

He is my friend.

Ye Ling turned to see Su Ruo Xue in a dress standing behind him, smiling.

"Miss Su!"

The estate guard recognized the visitor and quickly stepped aside, no longer daring to stop them.

Su Ruoxue smiled gracefully, and generously took Ye Ling's arm, leading him inside.

Guests around were astonished and whispered amongst themselves.

The Su family is the top family in Jiang City, and Su Ruo Xue is even more renowned, pursued by countless disciples from prominent families.

Now Su Ruoxue publicly took Ye Ling's arm, instantly making Ye Ling the center of attention for everyone's discussion.

"Didn't expect to see you here again. Your umbrella, I'll have someone return it to you later."

Su Ruoxue seemed to be in a good mood because she saw Ye Ling, her eyes curved like crescent moons.

Ye Lingwen nodded and replied, "Hmm."

Su Ruoxue looked at Ye Ling carefully, finding him more and more like her old friend. The only difference was their temperament.

Su Ruoxue asked, "Are you dressed like this for a performance? What role are you playing as a spy? I haven't seen anyone dress like this before, either in my usual life or in any of the spies I've met."

"No." Ye Ling said faintly.

"So, what brings you here? This place is full of grumpy old men and spoiled brats. And it's that shameless old geezer Li's birthday again. What a waste of time."

Su Ruoxue said generously, completely different from her weak demeanor in the cemetery before.

Looking at Su Ruoxue's lively appearance, Ye Ling couldn't help but recall the good memories of the past, and smiled softly.

"I'm coming to kill."

(Editor in charge：11/22/63 a novel)