The Goddess of War, Tian Quan, bored and wanting to raise a celestial pet, received a giant egg of unknown species from the Divine Beast Bureau. From it hatched a chubby chick with a red crest and black feathers. To compete with her rival, the chick prematurely transformed into human form, leaving a single long red feather on its head. She constantly trimmed and retried it, causing her great anxiety. A series of strange incidents occurred, and all the clues pointed to the chick as the incarnation of the vanquished Mirage Lord. And the one who slew the Mirage Lord in the great battle was none other than Tian Quan herself.

In the year 1838 of the First Emperor's calendar, the Tianyuan War ended. A man, having just traveled through time and space and been forced to fight for six years, cast aside his great sword and, with a broken heart and a sense of loss, staggered away from the devastated battlefield, wanting to see this strange and mysterious world. Our story begins two years after he regained his freedom. However, he discovered that things were not so simple. Those six years of iron and fire had already entangled him with the fate of this new world: the reforming Han Dynasty, the covetous Western powers, the warriors wielding imperial weapons, and the mechanical guns of [His Highness the Scholar]

Tang Congxin, an artist who failed the art list, unexpectedly came to the world of one empress and became a declining emperor and grandson who did not protect her day and night. However, "the abandoned son also has Ling Yunzhi, and the fallen emperor's grandson should be like a dragon". This "Emperor, my grandfather did it, my grandmother did it, and so did an abandoned son!".

This book is composed of three works by Jiutu: Sui Chaos, Founding of the Nation, and Smoke and Clouds of the Prosperous Tang Dynasty, which are set in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Main characters: Li Xu, Li Wan'er,

The East River Alliance is the world’s biggest clan. Its chief, Mei Changsu, arrived at the royal capital Jinling under the alias of Su Zhe. He brought with him storms of disturbances and fogs of mysteries.

A noble young master with dual identities, a Crown Prince and Prince Yu battling for the crown, the empire’s greatest warrior with the Royal Guards in his grasp, a beautiful princess who commands over the border’s cavalry…

Amongst these distinguished and powerful people, how did the inconspicuous Su Zhe become the heart of everything?

Could the hand behind the scenes of the whirlwind be the remnants of a previous storm?

Is he the young general who pursues enemies in snowy nights, or the shadowy tactician with a sickly body who won’t see old age?

He returns to the old place and reunites with old friends. He plots and schemes. What is he trying to achieve?

This is a story of dark conspiracies and brotherly bonds. Before this story reaches its end, perhaps you can change its course…

The mighty yin and yang, the sun rises in the east; follow your fire virtue, the light of the sky; picturesque mountains and rivers, the divine capital Luoyang; Chang'an was first built, the Daming Palace; long live the sky, where is the dragon; the high sky is not false; Your Highness Hanyuan, the sun rises in all nations; the glory of the world all belongs to the Tang Dynasty; the white horse passes by, the endless impermanence; sigh Anshi, disturbing my hometown; the world's unique country, the peak decline; just for this heart, change the primeval world; I wish the sun will never set on my Central Plains.

Thousands of years ago, the fantasy set sail; where is it, Yingzhou Fusang; birds can't repay, Nara is prosperous; the holy virtues and teachings, the great changes fly; the Kyoto fire, the blue lotus blooms; if it's for love, the sky can't hinder it; Fujiwara Kyo was destroyed, and peace was also glorious; this country is the hometown of the gods; Kaguya Bamboo Cutter, shining in all directions; Prince Chachi, his heart is towards the sky; the imperial seal, a dream; on the moon, eternity is forever; gains and losses are determined by fate, on the other side of the water.

The great cause of crossing the East is far away and the mountains are long; it is comparable to the journey to the West, the Buddha's light is righteous; the magnificent Jianzhen is the backbone of the Tianping; the century-long plan, the thousand-year imagination; the quiet moon sea, the peace is hard to be auspicious; on Mount Yoshino, the cherry

blossoms are blooming; the fantasy land appears in the East. There was Shang Yang in the world, and Cheng Tang continued; the black bird of heaven descended and gave birth to Shang; the sky had Han, and Jian also had light; the dark water was surging, and the destiny was vast; those who are not happy now, the dead will die.

PS: Your Ning Chu is back.

Yan Youkuang accidentally activated a spatial ability and transmigrated to a courtyard house world, becoming Yan Jiekuang, the third son of the third uncle, Yan Bugui. Upon arriving at the courtyard house, Yan Jiekuang first broke the legs of the legendary thief Bang Geng and collected some interest. Then he caused trouble for the elderly residents of the courtyard house. "If you don't let me have a good time, I won't let you be comfortable either. If I'm not comfortable, none of you will be happy either. In this courtyard house world, I, Yan Jiekuang, can do whatever I want!"

Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!