My Beloved Must Marry for Peace? Then I'll Embrace the Demonic Path and Fight the Ten Thousand Clans Alone!

After transmigrating to a world teeming with myriad races, he became a young monk and awakened the ability to bestow spirits upon all things.

He performed good deeds, rescuing birds, laying flowers on graves, burying unclaimed bones, and restoring abandoned relics.

At his temple, a girl with a lilting voice and a radiant smile often came to visit him.

"Little monk, I'm back to hear your stories!"

"Little monk, let's get reacquainted today. My name is Miss Xiu!"

At first, Lan Zishan kept his heart calm, until one day Miss Xiu said,

"Little monk, I'm leaving. The myriad races have asked my father to arrange a political marriage. I'm going to marry someone there. Don't forget me."

That day, the temple closed, and the monk left.

The birds he had once rescued were now Golden Crows in a forbidden land. The spirits he had once saved now commanded millions of ghosts. The bones he had helped bury formed an army of skeletons, and the relics had become ancient energy-gathering weapons.

At that moment, a monk in white robes, as pure as snow, stood alone on the battlefield of the myriad races, both demon and godlike.

"I have come..

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.