The Mountain-Subjugating Marquess sat halfway up the hill, a smile playing on his lips as he eagerly anticipated the start of the performance.0

Dressed in a fancy white robe, with some gray in his sideburns, he looked quite elegant. This sense of style seemed to run in the family, passed down to his son, the young lord of the Marquessate. Overall, the members of the House of the Mountain-Subjugating Marquess were all quite good looking.1

Among the common folk of South Gate City, it was widely known that the Mountain-Subjugating Marquess was obsessed with seeking immortality. They seldom saw him, so many people frequently cast glances in this direction.0

Mountain-Subjugating Marquess, looking down at the crowd below from behind a beaded curtain, suddenly sneered.0

Mere mortals?0

They are nothing more than ants.2

He was born into the noble Xia family, so he had never really known what it was like to struggle or suffer like ordinary people do. But even though he had everything...0