Among all the gods and buddhas of heaven, there was one famous laughingstock of the three realms.
Legends have it that, eight hundred years ago, there was an ancient kingdom in the Midlands called the Kingdom of Xianle.
The Kingdom of Xianle was vast in land and bountiful in resources. There were four treasures within the kingdom: cloud-like beauties, vibrant music and marvelous literature, gold and gems, and their one infamous crown prince.
What would be the best way to describe this crown prince? Well, he was a unique man. He was beloved by the king and the queen, extremely doted upon. They would often say: “Myson will become a great ruler in the future, his renown will echo through history.”
However, the crown prince wasn’t interested in imperial power or wealth in the common world in the least.
What he was interested in, in his own words, was——
“I will save the common people!”
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When he was young, the crown prince focused only on his cultivation, and there were two little stories that were widespread of his path of cultivation.
The first story happened when he was seventeen years old.
That year, a grand Shangyuan Heavenly Ceremonial Procession took place in the Kingdom of Xianle.
Although the custom of conducting these divine ceremonies has since fallen out of fashion for centuries, it is still possible to deduce what a grand occasion of jubilation it must have been from remnants of ancient books and oral tradition.
Seas of people gathered on either side of the grand street, there were royals and nobles talking and laughing in merriment atop the high platforms. The glorious royal warriors donned in armour opened the paths while the maidens danced elegantly, their fair hands scattering flowers; who was to say whether the flowers or the maidens were the more beautiful. From within the golden carriage came melodious music that drifted in the air across the entire imperial city, and coming last of the procession was a grand stage pulled by sixteen white horses in golden bridles. And upon this towering grand stage was the God-Pleasing Warrior, on whom all focused their attention.
At the Heavenly Ceremonial Procession, the God-Pleasing Warrior wore a golden mask. Donning glamorous attire and with a sacred sword in hand, he played the role of the number one martial god of a thousand years who subdued evil: The Heavenly Martial Emperor, Jun Wu.
It was the greatest of honours to be chosen to play the God-Pleasing Warrior; thus, the selection criteria were exceedingly strict. The one chosen this year was that crown prince. Everyone from all over the kingdom believed that he would bring about the most thrilling performance of the God-Pleasing Warrior.
However, an accident happened that day.
During the third tour of the procession, it passed by a city wall that was dozens of meters tall. At the time, the martial god upon the grand stage was just about to slay the demon with a strike. It was the climax scene of the performance, both sides of the street were at the height of excitement. The top of the city wall was also swarming with people fighting to watch the show, pushing and shoving each other.
Right then, a small child fell from the edge of the wall. Screams reached the heavens. Just when everyone thought this small child would stain the Great Martial Avenue with blood, the crown prince looked up, leapt into flight, and caught the boy.
