After a Fake Death, the Emotionless Dao Senior Sister Became Obsessed

Chu Zhao found a cool, aloof beauty in a pond. To repay the favor, she transformed into a red koi fish and spent her days and nights keeping the beauty company in a water tank, even entering her dreams for intimate encounters.

The beauty, Si Jing , is the Senior Sister of Yunshuijian. By day, she is indifferent and cold, like an unwarmable block of ice. Yet, late at night, she is passionately entangled with Chu Zhao, insatiably longing for her.

Chu Zhao was willing to be put in the water tank by Si Jing, enduring various spells of steaming, frying, and boiling, serving as a live teaching example for the junior disciples. However, even when she turned over with her white belly exposed, the beauty wouldn’t spare her another glance.

With red eyes, she lay on Si Jing’s chest and asked, “What exactly is our relationship?” The beauty didn’t answer, coldly avoiding her gaze.

Later, Chu Zhao learned that Si Jing cultivated the Emotionless Dao. She was a paragon of integrity, unsullied by worldly attachments. If she were to fall in love, her Emotionless Sword Dao would be completely destroyed.

The little fish in the water tank never turned her belly back over again. (She ‘died’ or faked her death.)

Upon returning to the Fish-Dragon Clan territory, Chu Zhao married a prospective partner. He was the Sect Master of Kunlunxu, already capable of reaching the God Transformation realm, with exquisite bone structure and extraordinary immortal grace. Everyone who saw them called them a perfect match.

However, on the wedding day, the dazzlingly talented female cultivator Si Jing suddenly arrived to snatch the bride.

Her usually immaculate sword was dripping with blood, and the woman’s eyes were crimson, no longer possessing their former coolness. “Are you willing… to return to Yunshuijian with me again?”

Chu Zhao, now in human form, withdrew her hand from Si Jing’s grasp, looking somewhat flustered. “I… I don’t recognize you.” She had long ago had her past memories erased, and even her “love threads” removed. Si Jing had always been cool, self-controlled, and solely devoted to her path, seen by all the Xuanmen sects as a peerless Sword Cultivation genius of unimpeachable character.

Yet, after her Emotionless Sword Dao was completely destroyed, she descended into the demonic path, openly crashing the wedding and reducing Kunlunxu to ruins.

No one knew that after Chu Zhao left, Si Jing’s soul was torn in two. One half maintained its clear-headed restraint, and the other was consumed by a paranoid, pathological obsession.

Amidst surging red waves, a bond was sealed. Si Jing tied the little fish with soft silk and cradled her close, tempting her to kiss her lips.

The demonic cultivator, hated and feared by the world, restrained the surging crimson in her eyes, her voice low and gentle, “Zhao Zhao, do you recognize me now?” If Chu Zhao liked the cold and heartless person, she wouldn’t mind playing the part. As long as the little fish remained forever confined to her palm.

One-Sentence Summary: Wants to confine her to the palm of her hand.

Moral: Protect small animals.