My sworn brother and I transmigrated to the cultivation world together.
I became a half-demon hated by everyone, while he became a furnace cauldron with no talent for cultivation.
A cold, aloof Sword Venerable took him in, while a gentle alchemy elder took me under her wing.
Three years later, the Sword Venerable wanted to forge my sworn brother into her senior brother’s life-bound sword, while the alchemy elder wanted to refine me into the perfect soul-refining pill to offer to the one she cherished, her one true love.
Faced with being used, my sworn brother and I exchanged a glance and decided to run.
After vanishing without a trace for a hundred years, the female Sword Venerable found us.
I was just about to alert my brother when a faint voice came from behind me.
