Though Lin Chaoyuan had long departed from this world,
somewhere in the shadows of its vast corners,
his legacy still lived...
still spewing venom from a hidden lair.
That legacy had a name.
It was none other than his illegitimate blood...Yao Fing.
Before his death, Lin Chaoyuan had entrusted Yao Fing with the entirety of Lao Duan's inheritance,
a legacy carried far away from this world itself,
into a place unreachable by ordinary men.
There, in secrecy,
with the aid of his most loyal followers,
and the unwavering support of his family,
Yao Fing laid the foundations of a new sect.
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When Yao Fing was born,
it was his mother....Lady Fey Yuie...
who raised him.
This sect was never hers by right;
she had stolen it together with Lin Chaoyuan through deceit.
If the legacy had any rightful heir…
it was none other than Duie.
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Flashback .....21 Years Ago…
Ignite Sect of Cold Flame.
Xueyan Huo Sect.
The Valley of Daoren...
a realm of sacred language and divine incantations.
The Xueyan Huo Sect
sister of Xuemo sect was a land of breathtaking beauty:
waterfalls cascading from lofty peaks,
mountains so high they pierced the clouds,
and rivers...many sacred rivers...flowing like veins of silver.
It was said that the holy river running through the Xuemo Sect
sprang from these very mountains.
Nestled between bamboo forests and ancient rainforests,
the sect thrived in secrecy,
its towering ridges guarding it from the outside world.
For generations, it had flourished in peace…
until the day Lin Chaoyuan entered its borders...
and fell in love with Lady Fey Yuie.
From that union came a single mark of their forbidden love....
a son, Yao Fing.
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As Yao Fing grew,
he was granted the title of General.
Already well-versed in the arts of war,
this appointment was a seal upon his ambition.
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In those days,
Queen Vishi Jo had recently given birth to a son.
One fateful night, the child was stolen...
spirited away by one of Lin Chaoyuan's officials
and abandoned at a temple belonging to the Fuzi Xion Clan.
Under the guise of delivering congratulations,
Lin Chaoyuan's agents murdered both the queen and the king.
War broke out.
Blades clashed,
the royal guards fought with desperate valor...
but against treachery, even the gods might be deceived.
A rare venomous mist was released into the air,
felling soldiers where they stood.
In the chaos,
Lin Chaoyuan fled with his wife and son.
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Within moments,
the royal palace was nothing but ruin.
Panic spread through the kingdom like wildfire.
Then came Lin Chaoyuan's final move....
he placed the royal throne beneath the feet of Yao Fing.
Any who opposed him…
were silenced forever.
The common people, with no other choice,
were forced to accept Yao Fing as their king.
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Yet the stolen infant.....
the one abandoned in the Fuzi Xion clan temple.....
was none other than Duie,
raised in an orphanage where fate would lead him
to meet his elder sister…
and later, Yu Sui.