The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 74 Past Life Part 1: I'm Willing to Be This Savior (Male Protagonist's Perspective

The fifth year of Yong'an, the winter solstice.

The heavy snow fell for three days, thick enough to bury a person. In fact, many corpses were hidden in the snow beneath the feet of pedestrians.

But nobody cared about that. Natural disasters were already a problem, and with the added harm from demons, humanity was facing a great calamity.

In the Xie family compound in the capital, Xie Wanzhou suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. When he opened his eyes again, several large characters appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Good fortune and misfortune are intertwined; they rise with him and perish because of him.

Xie Wanzhou gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes, and remained motionless for a long time.

Until the voice of the guards came from outside the door.

"Sir, news has come from the palace that Her Majesty the Empress has safely given birth to a prince."

"understood."

Xie Wanzhou slowly stood up, his eyes fixed on his father's memorial tablet in front of him.

Despite her destiny being to be childless, she suddenly became pregnant before the Lunar New Year and has now safely given birth to a son.

He used the Xie family's ancestral divination technique to perform a divination, but what he saw was the extermination of the Xie family and his elder sister's suicide.

Can this child really be kept?

Outside the door, seven-year-old Xie Wansheng was riding on the back of a servant, cheering loudly: "Great! From now on, the Crown Prince is my little brother! Everyone in the world will have to listen to me! Giddy up! Giddy up! Hurry up, or I'll twist your head off."

Xie Wansheng was surrounded by a group of servants, who looked after this little ancestor who treated them like animals with trepidation.

"Master, if you go any faster, I'm afraid you'll fall."

"Master, please be careful."

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Was Shen Yingsi lucky?

Three-year-old Shen Yingsi would answer you, yes.

Three-year-old Shen Yingsi lived in the palace surrounded by dragon energy. At this time, he had never seen any demons or monsters, nor did he understand the world.

At this time, his world consisted of loving and doting parents, a group of friends who liked and supported him, and his uncle who always brought him all sorts of strange and wonderful toys from outside the palace.

On his third birthday, Shen Yingsi left the palace for the first time to test whether he had spiritual roots. The most distinguished family in the world sat in the luxurious carriage.

Shen Yingsi sat obediently in his father's lap, while his mother sat beside him, constantly giving him instructions.

"When we get there, Si'er, you must be devout and keep your hands in a safe place. If you don't have the talent for cultivating immortality, then you must start practicing martial arts from today, and you can no longer be playful in the future."

Shen Yi said indulgently, "Wan Ning, don't scare the child. My Si'er is still young, he can do whatever he wants."

Shen Yingsi paid no attention to what Shen Yi and Xie Wanning were saying. His eyes were already drawn to the scene outside the palace.

He saw many of his peers, and also many people who were different from those in the palace.

They were all kneeling on the ground. A slightly older child tried to stand up, but his mother slapped him and forced him to kneel with his head pressed to the ground.

The person was kneeling properly, but the crying still came out intermittently.

"Father, why are they kneeling?"

Shen Yi pinched Shen Yingsi's cheek and smiled, "Because our A-Si is the most noble child in the world. And these people below are all lowly."

Xie Wanning draped a cloak over Shen Yingsi: "Don't get cold, the wind is strong."

Shen Yingsi had no idea what nobility or lowliness meant. He asked again, "Aren't we all the same? I'm wearing a lot of clothes, and they're wearing so little. Don't they need this cloak more than I do?"

Xie Wanning patted her son's head: "It's different, Si'er. When you find out your spiritual root, it will be even more different. People are divided into different classes."

People are divided into different classes.

Shen Yingsi looked at the child who was standing to the side with his head down with a confused expression. The child seemed to sense something and looked up at him.

This child is no different from him.

At this moment, a guard slapped the child's head and said, "How dare you look directly at the Crown Prince!"

A three-year-old child can't remember anything at all. Shen Yingsi couldn't remember the scene when he tested his spiritual root, couldn't remember how he tested it, and couldn't remember the expressions on his father's and mother's faces when they saw that he had tested his heavenly spiritual root.

But Shen Yingsi remembered the scene outside the palace that day, and he remembered the different classes his mother had mentioned.

It wasn't until later that he realized that everyone was equal at the beginning, but the rules of the world were unequal.

Xie Wanning was immersed in the joy of her son being a Heavenly Spiritual Root, a cultivation genius unseen for hundreds of years, completely unaware of what the little child was thinking.

The spiritual energy in the world today is not what it was hundreds of years ago. If one can detect even a trace of a spiritual root, it is already considered lucky. Let alone distinguishing between spiritual roots such as metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Nowadays, spiritual roots are simply categorized as either present or absent, obvious or subtle. The ability to determine the type of spiritual root is already rare, let alone a celestial spiritual root. It can be said that there is only one such person in the world.

At the age of three, Shen Yingsi began to wield a sword, and by the age of five, he was already thinking about leaving the palace to capture demons.

"Si'er, you are still so young. How can your mother feel at ease if you leave the palace?"

Little Shen Yingsi knelt before his parents, his voice tender yet powerful: "Father and Mother, I left the palace for better cultivation. Simply burying myself in cultivation is nothing but empty talk. Only by engaging in real combat can I improve."

Xie Wanning: "Others cultivate to catch demons, but you only want to become an immortal. You should just focus on improving your cultivation level. Why bother catching demons yourself? You are the crown prince, and you will be the emperor in the future. You might even become an immortal or a god. Why waste your time?"

Shen Yingsi's eyes were firm: "The second reason I left the palace is for this. I don't want to be trapped here. I believe that those who become immortals or gods must care about the mortal world. But if I don't go and see the mortal world for myself, I won't be able to understand this path."

What Shen Yingsi didn't say was that he believed no one in a position of power should look down on everything beneath their feet. A deity should not look down upon the common people, a ruler should not look down upon the world, and an official should not look down upon the people.

If he spends his days in the palace studying and practicing, he will become as blindly arrogant as a frog in a well. It would be fine if it only harmed him, but he is the crown prince, and a crown prince's incompetence will harm the entire country.

Xie Wanning looked at her five-year-old son with great pride: "My son is truly remarkable."

Shen Yingsi is very well-behaved and sensible. He has his own opinions on everything and never makes Xie Wanning worry.

Xie Wanning sometimes lamented that her father had once said she was destined to have no children and would have to rely on her younger brother for the rest of her life. But who knew that heaven would give her such a precious child.

"Your mother agrees, but you must come back three times a month until you are ten years old."

"Thank you, mother."

Crown princes are usually only allowed to leave the palace when they reach adulthood, but Shen Yingsi left the palace at the age of five.

After leaving the palace, Shen Yingsi truly witnessed the suffering of humanity. He saw homeless children, elderly people frozen to death, and people who died easily at the hands of demons.

In the Eastern Palace, his maternal uncle, Xie Wanzhou, was in charge of his studies and spiritual practice.

One day, Xie Wanzhou came to the East Palace again to teach him to read.

Shen Yingsi asked Xie Wanzhou, "Why is life so full of suffering?"

Xie Wanzhou replied, "Demons and monsters wreak havoc on the world, but there is no savior left to save it."

Shen Yingsi then asked, "What is a savior of the world?"

Xie Wanzhou: "Does Your Highness know of the God of Green Lamp who perished a hundred years ago?"

Shen Yingsi: "I know."

The legend of the Green Lamp God has been circulating among the people for a long time, but Shen Yingsi always has an indescribable feeling whenever he hears this name.

Xie Wanzhou: "The God of the Green Lamp died to seal away the demons of the world, which brought us hundreds of years of peace and tranquility. He was the true savior. But now there is no one as powerful as him, nor anyone as willing to sacrifice everything for the common people."

Looking at the book in front of him, Shen Yingsi thought about how there were many children his age in the world who didn't have books to read. He wanted others to read as well.

Shen Yingsi's gaze was firm: "How could there be no one? Uncle, I am willing to be that person. I am willing to be the savior of the world."

Xie Wanzhou said very seriously, "Si'er, being a savior is very difficult and painful. Qingdeng is a god, but you are just a person. How can one person save all living beings?"

“Why can’t one person do it? I am the Crown Prince, it is only right for me to save my people. Uncle, I am not afraid of hardship. In this suffering world, I have already received too much, and I want to share some with others.”

From that day on, the God of the Green Lamp became Shen Yingsi's role model. He took the initiative to learn about everything related to the God of the Green Lamp, and the more he learned, the more he felt that he was somewhat like the Green Lamp.

That sense of familiarity grew stronger and stronger.