Ten Lifetimes of Reincarnation: The Aloof Immortal Lord Joins Me in the Mortal World

[A secretly obsessive, aloof, loyal immortal lord Qingyuan VS a charming little flower spirit from the Underworld] + [A tragic, heart-wrenching romance across ten cycles of reincarnation + A deranged immortal lord turns into a vengeful ghost for love + 1v1]

[Historical fantasy light novel, please don't read if it's not your thing]

She was a lowly little flower spirit from the Underworld. One fleeting glimpse in the Celestial Court, and she fell hopelessly in love with the unattainable immortal lord of the Ninth Heaven. He gave her a tenderness he showed no one else and let her roam the mortal realm, but this angered the Heavenly Emperor. A single decree of heavenly punishment condemned her to ten cycles of reincarnation, where she would endure every human misery.

He was the Heavenly Emperor's son, aloof and solitary as the icy moon in the Ninth Heaven. Was he supposed to watch her fall to the mortal realm and suffer without end? He shattered a pillar of the Hall of Lingxiao and, with blood staining the celestial steps, swore a shocking oath: “If she suffers for one lifetime, I'll protect her for that lifetime. If she faces ten tribulations, I'll endure all ten with her!” His immortal bones and rank meant nothing beside her peace in a single lifetime.

In her third life, she became a peerlessly beautiful femme fatale who brought a kingdom to ruin, and entered the palace in innocent ignorance.

In the palace chamber, where red candles burned through the night, she was haunted by terror. A sinister, handsome ghost lord followed her like a shadow. His fingers closed around her slender neck, his breath cold enough to freeze her to the bone, as he whispered in her ear of an obsession spanning a thousand years: “Little flower spirit, do you remember now?” The Daoist priest they summoned was torn to pieces, and even the golden light of Buddhist magic could not come near him. The vengeful ghost was none other than the immortal lord who had defied fate and changed her destiny in a past life!

Trembling, she resisted. “Immortal Lord? I've never met you!”

He smiled, his expression tender and sickly, his madness filled with a love that could destroy the world.

“If you can't remember... I'll stake my life on you, and we'll play out that heartbreaking script of suffering all over again, the one that damned Siming deserves to die for.”

“Or... would you rather kill me this time?”

A love that crosses the three realms of immortals, ghosts, and humans, entwined through ten lifetimes and ten generations. The lowly flower spirit has forgotten everything, while the aloof immortal lord has gone mad with love.