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I'm a Young Master, so what?

"My Fate, My Hands, The Heavenly Dao will not squeeze me down a pathetic path to my doom." Long Wei, the young master and crown prince of the Imperial Haven Empire, faces a challenging path to greatness. Despite being blessed with incredible talents like the Void Dragon-Phoenix God bloodline, Eternal Void Meridians, Transcendent Dao Physique, and Heaven Shrouding Eyes, he finds himself at odds with the Heavenly Dao. It feels as though fate is mocking him. As Long Wei strives to reach the top, he encounters adversaries who rise from obscurity, armed with unimaginable artifacts and abilities that rival his own. Enemies, hailing from the future aim to thwart his plans and bring about his downfall. System Wielders seek to exploit his talents for their own gains, while Transmigrators are determined to put an end to him. Additionally, he must confront his own set of enemies and ancient monsters who covet his talents to advance their own cultivation. To achieve godhood, Long Wei must delve deep within himself and face perilous battles, intricate schemes, and mysterious secrets that trace back to the ancient Chaos Era—the very beginning of the Myriad Realms. His success depends solely on his own determination, as the Heavens have turned their back on him. Will Long Wei overcome the dangers that lie ahead, or will he succumb to the doom that awaits him?.

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Soul Mark??? How???

Something sinister thrummed in the air. It felt oddly similar to Frankenstein's aura, awfully cold. Not in the normal sense of cold either. Just a general lack of everything that made something "alive". A dead corpse had more life in it than what he felt wading off Frankenstein. Yet somehow, the took it a notch further. Logic told him that a place like this couldn't possibly exist, conceptually at least. 

Whoever built the temple had a fascination with gold, much to his distaste. Growing up constantly surrounded by gold, and forced to wear it on every occasion didn't quite hold up to his sense of taste. Most people yearned for gold, especially the type the Imperial Family had access to, but born and bred with a gold spoon in his mouth. He didn't want anything to do with the substance. Much to his dismay, gold would forever be his companion. Everyone that existed within the Imperial Expanse worshipped gold to some extent.