The Villainous Eldest Senior Brother and His Yandere Junior Sisters

Deep in the night, the round moon hung high, and stars were strewn across the sky.

On Tiandang Peak, within the Twelve Rotations Cave Mansion.

A one-armed youth dressed in black, his entire body swathed in herb-soaked bandages, lay on a sandalwood bed.

His youthful face was deathly pale, his body rigid. His eyes, devoid of any spark, stared listlessly at the ceiling.

"It hurts... It hurts so much..."

"My whole body... it feels like it's been torn to pieces..."

"Old Shi... No, Master, is this life of mine... Ye Chen's life... is it completely over?"

"Master! I cannot accept this! I was so close! Just a hair's breadth away from crushing that petty Lin Xiao! SOB... SOB... SOB..."

The youth struggled to open and close his lips. He who had been arrogant his entire life, now found tears streaming down his face like rain.

"Sigh, Prince Ye. If you knew it would come to this, why did you act so recklessly in the first place?"

"Time and again, you acted willfully, disregarding my counsel, leading to this dismal end. What more can be said?"

"Accept your fate! In both cunning and strength, you are no match for that Chief Lin!"

A cold, reproachful voice eman алюминиеfrom the ring.

Hearing this, a desolate, bitter smile touched the youth's lips.

"Heh, Old Shi, oh, Old Shi, how ironic.

"In the past, when we joined forces and swept through everything in our path, you called me 'young friend.' Now, you call me 'Prince Ye' and refer to that petty fellow as 'Chief Lin'... Ah, is it truly so that the new replaces the old?"

Speaking of his painful thoughts, the youth coughed violently, spitting out another mouthful of fresh blood.

"Enough, Princely Heir, say no more.

"If not for your remarkably resilient destiny, Lin Xiao's incomparably fierce sword strike, which pierced deep into your organs, would have left you a dead man by now!

"Live on. As for everything else... do not force it any longer!" the old man in the ring said, his voice cold and indifferent.

"Wh-what!?"

"Old Shi! What do you mean by that? Are you planning... to abandon me?"

"Speak! Say something!"

Hearing this, the youth's expression tensed. He tried to sit up but lacked the strength.

"Prince Ye, have you forgotten our previous agreement?

"The Five Branches Martial Arts Competition... that was the last time I gambled alongside you.

"Now that we have lost so thoroughly, it is time for us to part ways.

"As we part, let me offer you one final divination. Within the Secret Realm of the Sword Tomb lies another great opportunity for you. The person you find there could be the most important benefactor in your life, no less significant than I have been to you. You... must cherish this.

"I have said all I can. Take care."

The voice from the ring ceased abruptly.

"No! Old Shi, don't go! I won't allow it!"

Hearing this, the expression on Ye Chen's young face crumbled even further!

Although he was naturally arrogant, he understood in his heart better than anyone. If this mysterious old man hadn't appeared, he, Ye Chen, would have died long ago at the hands of the Empress of the Great Zhou. How could he possibly have crushed his enemies and carved a bloody path to the Eastern Region?

Therefore... this Soul Ring... he absolutely couldn't let go of it!

"Old Shi! Calm down! We haven't lost! Have you forgotten? I still have one final trump card to play!

"My sister! Ye Xuan'er! She is currently leading 800,000 Beichuan Iron Cavalry to the Eastern Region to rendezvous with me! The Queen's Scepter she wields is the royal seal of the 33 kingdoms of the North Territory, forged and fused. It is imbued with the faith of hundreds of millions of beings from across the North Territory, channeling its very destiny!

"My dear sister, Xuan'er, cares more about me, her brother, than anything else in this life!

"Can you imagine her rage when she finds out that Lin Xiao, that petty cur, has severed my arm and gravely injured me!?

"And the Qinglan Sect, a cultivation sect that rarely meddles in the disputes of worldly dynasties, will surely hand over Lin Xiao's head on a platter to appease her!

"In that case, wouldn't I be the only Son of Destiny left in this world!?

"Old Shi! Trust me one more time! Let's join forces, grow stronger, and forge glory anew!"

Thinking of his beautiful younger sister, with her exotic heritage and outstanding talent, the youth's eyes burned with renewed determination. His youthful, handsome face once again lit up with its former confident radiance!

However, despite his impassioned, resonating speech, the Soul Ring on his index finger remained dim, offering no response.

"Old Shi, you... you have disappointed me greatly!"

The youth was seething with fury. Just as he was about to remove the Soul Ring and hurl it away, a benevolent voice came from outside the door,

"My dear disciple, are you awake? Your Master has come to see you."

Hmph! That cunning old fox, Yuanyi! Today, when Xiao Hongling and her disciple humiliated me so intolerably, he didn't dare utter a single peep. And now he comes feigning kindness!?

Ye Chen felt a chill in his heart but forced a smile. "I'm sorry to have worried you, Master. I feel much better now; I'm not about to die."

"Sigh, it's all my fault."

Daoist Yuanyi sighed softly, walked over, and said with a grief-stricken expression, "If I, your Master, had intervened sooner, you wouldn't have been... by that Lin Xiao..."

"Never mind, it's all in the past. Master, please say what you came to say," Ye Chen said, his patience wearing thin.

"Mm."

Daoist Yuanyi got straight to the point, "My dear disciple, your sister, Ye Xuan'er, the Queen of the North Territory—has she begun her journey?"

"Thank you for your concern, Master. My sister Xuan'er has already set out. The army's journey from the North Territory to the Eastern Region is long; I'm afraid it will take 15 days at the very least," Ye Chen replied.

At this, Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "Master, you've asked about her whereabouts several times. Do you have something planned?"

"It's like this: do you remember that important matter I mentioned to you before?"

A cunning glint flashed in Daoist Yuanyi's eyes.

"Please speak plainly, Master," Ye Chen asked, his tone already tinged with impatience.