The Sinful Life of The Emperor - Chapter 767: Test

What kind of story will happen when Yi Yu crosses the Tivat Continent with the backpack of his DNF account that he got out of the pit?

Without the Eye of God, can’t get elemental attributes?

Sorry, I have another elemental weapon, Fire Ice Dark Light, have you seen it?

Wendy: “?G Hey, there’s a whole new version of the story made for you, would you like to hear it?”

Diluc: “This is the man I want to surpass.”

Lisa: “Little cute, do you want to date your sister?”

Gan Yu: “Are you willing…will you work overtime with me?”

Ke Qing: “Would you like to witness this time of change with me?”

Ningguang: “One hundred million Mora, come to the sky and chat with me.”

Zhong Li: “Wandering around in the world, I can actually meet this wonderful person, Mr. Yi!”

Snow Queen: “Are you going to help me or stop me?”

(You can enter if you haven’t played it before, there are warm daily directions and battles, please rest assured to eat)

- Description from novelbuddy

She, a genius abandoned by her clan. He, a proud, pampered, two-faced imperial crown prince, a developing supreme ruler of the world. She, tricking him, disguised as a pig to eat a tiger, suppressing him, provoking him. Every time, after playing with him and stirring him up, she’d escape.

The Heavenly Dao exists.

It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces.

The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be?

What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?!

WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?!

So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them.

This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner.

The greatest sinner of them all.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”