[The original version of this story has been rewritten in another book, Working for Ghost Spirits in the Cultivation World. I'm truly sorry I left the original unfinished and rushed to an ending. If you'd like to read more, please check out the other book.]
“If I take your place and become number one in the Three Realms, will you finally look at me?”
Qing Yue had always admired someone who had spent eighteen years by her side on Wangxian Mountain, protecting her all that time. Yet when she was about to leave the mountain, he shut himself away and refused to see her.
She didn't want to attain the Dao or make a name for herself. She only wanted to spend her life with the one she loved, but fate had never been on her side.
This love was too painful, and speaking of it was a defiance of all propriety that would only invite ridicule. So be it. She would show the world that one day she could stand proudly by his side.
Perhaps her obsession ran so deep that she never noticed the person who had always silently protected her. He was foul-mouthed, to be sure, but he wasn't a bad person.
Qing Chen always felt as if he had forgotten something. His fragmentary memories had let him live freely in this world for a hundred years, and he never expected that one day, a woman with a scar on her face would disrupt his life.
For the first time, he wanted to keep someone by his side. But her heart already belonged to someone beyond her reach.
Then he would stay by her side. One day, she would turn around and see him.
Jiangling Village, the Withered God Tree, the Buried Flower Wedding, the Lovers' Tomb, the Infant Corpse City... One eerie mystery after another, tangled in uncertainty. The past entanglements of vengeful spirits revealed the darkest corners of the human heart...
