He met him two hundred years ago and wanted only to have a child with him, to make up for his own regret. But how could a fated encounter turn into a doomed relationship?
When he first entered the Immortal Realm, the immortals mocked him as the Scythe Immortal: his beauty was so striking, he seemed neither male nor female, and his sex was impossible to discern.
By the time his name was known across the Three Realms, he wielded the power of a moxie serpent and possessed a mysterious spirit. Everyone kept their distance, privately calling him the Scythe Demon.
He didn’t care.
What mattered was that the person he loved loved him in return.
All his life, he had yearned for love. For love, he donned armor and hacked his way through every obstacle.
Sometimes it felt close, within reach.
Sometimes it felt so far away that he was left in a panic, unable to find peace.
Super invincible and beautiful