I Guarded the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda for Ten Thousand Years

[Mutual devotion + sweet and angst-filled romance + two strong leads + supernatural tales + xianxia] When Yan Hua first met Huai Xi, she was still a tree, a hazy silhouette among the pavilions. One fleeting glimpse, and he could never forget her. So he shamelessly circled around her every day, driving away every little beast that dared covet her. Then Huai Xi beat him over the head with her branches, pelting him with fruit. When Huai Xi first met Yan Hua, he was an assistant sent to her by the Ninth Heaven. Afraid he’d nag her about the rules, she kept her distance. The two tacitly avoided each other for a long while, until he recognized her and eagerly followed behind her, looking after her all the way. Huai Xi thought, This man is quite interesting. Yan Hua had loved someone for a very long time, and had been her neighbor for just as long. Then she left without a word. He searched for her desperately for a thousand years, and nearly missed his chance. When the Heavenly Emperor issued his decree, he, a Martial God, accepted without hesitation. Huai Xi said, “Go without worry. I believe in you. I’ll wait for you to come back.” Then he was gravely wounded, his divine soul scattered, and he fell into an endless slumber. Huai Xi often thought: We’ve been together for so long. From now on, he’s the only one I want, and the only one I can imagine, walking beside me. She would stay by his side, just as he had once stayed by hers. When Yan Hua lay dying from his grievous wounds, Huai Xi held his blood-soaked body and smiled more brightly than ever. “As long as you’re still alive, that’s what matters. So your divine soul shattered? We’ll find the pieces and put them back together.” So she, too, acted without hesitation, gathering his scattered soul and piecing it back together. But Yan Hua slept for a thousand years without so much as stirring. Huai Xi neither cried nor made a scene. She only said, “Are you going to wake up or not? If you don’t, I’ll forget you and walk the road ahead alone.” So Huai Xi sealed away her memories and forgot Yan Hua. Yet she still guarded the place where he slept, not knowing why and never asking. She kept watch for tens of thousands of years.