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In the current cultivation world, few know that Xin Qishu, the “Little Demon” reviled by all, grew up in the desolate Kuangjin Realm.
Since childhood, Xin Qishu was unloved by his father and ignored by his mother. After drifting among mortals for over a hundred years, he became entangled with the great righteous sect, Fayuting. Upon being brought back to the Blood-Melting Palace, his reputation became notorious.
Later, he fell in love at first sight with the pinnacle of righteous cultivators, He Lvqing. Using despicable means, he coerced He Lvqing into marrying into the Blood-Melting Palace, becoming Daoist companions witnessed by the Heavenly Dao.
The world cursed and reviled him for this. The disciples of Fayuting viewed this marriage as a supreme humiliation and swore to exterminate the Demon Race. The cultivation friends Xin Qishu couldn’t bear to let go of called him heartless and worthless. His former fiancé, who shared his interests but was dumped, mocked him for being a “desperate hanger-on.” Even the guard who grew up with him shook his head, believing He Lvqing would never treat him well.
He Lvqing’s attitude toward him was freezing.
Xin Qishu stubbornly covered his ears and pressed forward, desperate to reach a “happy ending” with He Lvqing. The path was muddy and treacherous. Eventually, things seemed to develop like his dreams; He Lvqing’s attitude suddenly softened. Xin Qishu immersed himself in the sea of tenderness created by He Lvqing, feeling incomparably happy.
They were in love; they were a true couple. He Lvqing held his hand tightly, promising to protect him for the rest of his life and never let him suffer a single grievance. The world finally acknowledged their “true love,” and He Lvqing stood by his side to bear the infamy together.
Then, in the middle of the night, guards burst through the door.
“The righteous sects have launched a surprise night attack on the Blood-Melting Palace! He Lvqing is the leader! The Palace has fallen!”
The fires burned for three days. The guards died in the streets to draw away attention, their bodies lost. Xin Qishu curled up in a stinking gutter, bloodshot eyes staring at the feet passing by on the bank above.
When he finally crawled out in a state of ruin, thinking he might escape, a pair of pale green boots stepped on his hand. Xin Qishu looked up, trembling.
He Lvqing held an oil-paper umbrella, tilting it slightly to cover his brow. His pale green eyes looked down with chilling indifference as he questioned: “Why didn’t you stay in the room?”
The long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.
Xin Qishu’s face drained of color, his whole body shaking. He dizzily remembered… Daoist companions share a locational bond.
He was trapped. There was no escape.
Li San was a former Fayuting cultivator who fell into the demonic path. When the righteous sects annihilated the Blood-Melting Palace, he luckily escaped, only to be captured months later.
Rumor had it that the world’s top immortal, He Lvqing, was deeply in love with his wife. They had grown up together; though the wife was frail and rarely seen, those who caught a glimpse sighed at her peerless beauty. They were a legendary, devoted couple.
Before his execution, Li San caught a blurry glimpse of He Lvqing in the distance, tightly clutching someone in his arms. That person was pale and vacant-eyed. It was clearly the supposedly “imprisoned” Xin Qishu of the Blood-Melting Palace!
