The Legend of Futian - Chapter 2370: Prearranged?

Prince Kaelen Verath is a royal disgrace—a “good-for-nothing” heir who drowns his shame in wine and brothels.But when traitors slaughter his family and reduce his kingdom to ashes, Kaelen’s desperate pact with the Voidwell, an ancient power that consumes souls, grants him unimaginable strength… and hollows him into a monster.Death offers no escape.He becomes a regressed prince who once watched his kingdom and family burn, only to fail in avenging them without losing himself.Now given a second chance, he refuses to settle for mere survival or revenge—this time, he wants everything.Every empire, every kingdom… all under his control.But with every soul he consumes and every ounce of power he gains, a piece of his humanity is lost.How will he balance power and control?Can he become a supreme ruler and still remain himself?What is the cost of Absolute Sovereignty?————Send Powerstones for a guaranteed mass release!

The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...

At the age of seventeen, Xie Xiao Qiu met “him.”

Since then, “he” was engraved on her heart, an unforgettable existence.

Since then, she has been imprisoned by love to the point of madness.

“He” is called Wang Li Chuan. `

Six years ago, her boyfriend Li Chuan left without saying goodbye. Thereafter Xiao Qiu becomes the prisoner of love. She does not understand how such an intense and strong love could vanish overnight. The mystery of Li Chuan’s disappearance shatters Xiao Qiu’s heart. When they meet again Xiao Qiu wavers between advance and retreat. In the face of such a good and patient man, she suddenly understands happiness is never easy to grasp. Crippled or perfection is always accompanied by shadow.

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, dim library.Regrettably, this book is unwell.Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of its cover,Words written in bygone days are like parasites rooted in the pages, hoping for someone to observe their wriggling,To feel, to decipher, to touch the essence of this ailing story.If you insist on borrowing this book, please make sure to regularly check your own physical condition.