My name is Zi Fengliu, and I was born in the cannibalistic place of the Heavenly Palace.

In the Heavenly Palace, there are two kinds of people, either who are extremely beautiful, or who are wronged and seek survival.

People at the bottom of the Heavenly Palace envy those who are strong, and as powerful people, in order not to be stepped on by the people below, they also work hard to improve themselves.

Here, cultivation is everything.

Here, there is a strict hierarchy of power,

The corresponding power corresponds to the corresponding status and power.

It can be said that in the Heavenly Palace, this place is fair, but also the most unfair.

The fair thing is that no matter which disciple it is, as long as you have the corresponding strength, you will have the corresponding resources, exercises, and so on.

It's unfair that the premise is that you have to have the corresponding strength.

And at the beginning, whether a person's strength is strong or not depends on his talent.

Unfortunately, I should say that I am unfortunate that I am one of those disciples who are not very talented and are wronged to survive at the bottom.

There are tens of millions of disciples in the Heavenly Palace, and there are countless disciples at the bottom, among them, many of them are people with thin blood in the Zi Clan.

Here, the importance of bloodline transcends all else.

In my body, there is almost no existence of the purple bloodline, and my qualifications are mediocre, it stands to reason that I am an ordinary member of those tens of millions of people, but the fault is that I have a demonic appearance.

On the path of cultivation, appearance does not determine everything, and sometimes the appearance will change with the improvement of cultivation.

But among the low-level disciples, my astonishing appearance is still a thorn in the eyes of everyone.

Yes, a thorn,

As a result, I am often the subject of teasing by others.

They said: You are neither a man nor a woman, you have nothing to show for yourself, is it possible that you want to be a woman's plaything?

Plaything, since I was born, that's the word I've heard the most.

I don't know who my parents are, but for as long as I can remember, I was adopted by an old disciple in the Heavenly Palace.

It was an old disciple who had lived in the Heavenly Palace all his life.

Later, that old disciple passed away for me to block the malice of everyone.

After that old disciple passed away, my Heavenly Palace no longer had any attachment, even disgust.

Yes, it's disgust,

Heavenly Palace, for me, is a cannibalistic cage.

Although my qualifications are ordinary, my heart craves strength.

Here, there is no one who does not crave power.

But I crave power, but unlike others, I don't crave power, status, and power.

Rather, it is a desire for freedom.

It's ridiculous to say, people from the outside world are eager to come to the Heavenly Palace to practice, the Heavenly Palace is abundant in immortal yuan, and one day of cultivation in the Heavenly Palace is worth a year of cultivation in the outside world.

And I thought about leaving.

However, my strength does not allow me to have such unrealistic illusions.

In the Heavenly Palace, there is a saying that life is a Zi family, and death is a Zi ghost.

This sentence made many Purple Clan people proud, and how many Purple Clan people believed.

But every time I am teased and brutally beaten by everyone, I think of this sentence, and my heart is always full of ridicule.

A hundred years have passed, and I am still stoic in the bottom of the world, and my heart is gradually numb to the cruelty of others.

The longer he survived in the Heavenly Palace, the more he realized how ridiculous his heart's desire was.

That day, I was caught by a few disciples who were in a bad mood, and they used me to vent when they were in a bad mood.

I bit my lip and endured it in silence.

Because a hundred years have passed, I understand more that here, if you don't have the strength, you can only endure.

Forbearance, there is still a life, and resistance, you will definitely die.

Sometimes I wonder what I'm living so hard for.

It wasn't until that day that I realized that my patience, my waiting, was meaningful.

On that day, the disciples who were beating me died in an instant.

Then I looked up, and I saw a young man,

It was a special teenager, with three pupils, dark eyes, no emotion in the pupils, indifferent and ruthless terrible. But for some reason, it made my heart settle down for a moment.

The first time, someone looked at me, and it didn't look strange because of my appearance.

His voice was hoarse as a young man, and he said, "What's your name?"

I was wary of everyone in my heart, but involuntarily, I told him my name.

Then I heard him say again: Loyalty to me for a thousand years, I will give you strength and freedom.

I was stunned at first, and then sour,

I don't question his words, I've seen how powerful he is.

It's just that I'm just a person with mediocre qualifications, and I don't want him to say such things to me.

In the Heavenly Palace, there is no good for no reason, but I don't know why, looking at the young man's emotionless eyes, my heart can't help but be convinced.

Perhaps, if I serve him for a thousand years, I will get the freedom I want,

Perhaps, this is my chance.

So, I looked up, smiled at him, and said, "Okay."

[PS: Busy.] (ToT) Generally, the number of words in the chapter is very small on a certain day, and it will be filled in later. Thank you for your support~] (To be continued.) )