After Senior Sister Dies, the Demon God Pursues His Love to the Bitter End

Leng Xiaoli, the Immortal Realm’s foremost sword cultivator, practices the ruthless Dao. She is distant, rigid, and slow to catch on.

She believes she has spent her life honoring her masters and saving all living beings. She has never complained about sacrificing herself for others.

In the God Realm, she was Xifen, the God of War. Her close friend Yinlan, the Dragon God, used her, yet she willingly died to save him.

In the Spirit Realm, she traded blood to save the merfolk prince, but he loved only his cherished younger sister.

In the mortal world, she was Jiang Songyun, an unloved concubine-born daughter of the Duke’s household. The Sword God chose someone else when forced to pick between them, and she leapt from the city wall.

In the Netherworld, she fell in love with her sixth junior brother, Yu Xun, whom she saw every day. But he told her he was actually the Demon God, Chenyuan, and had only approached her to reclaim his divine bone. He had never loved her.

Chenyuan ripped out her divine bone and watched coldly as she fell off a cliff.

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Leng Xiaoli was an easygoing sort. Though her death was horrific, she had always been good at accepting things.

Her soul watched Chenyuan hold her corpse, his eyes bloodshot as he begged her not to leave him.

She turned away in silence and returned to the world.

What she didn’t know was that after her death, all six gods went mad.

The Demon God wept until he went blind, then tore out his own divine bone and demonic heart to apologize.

The Sea God, a merman, ruled the Merfolk Empire and offered it to his beloved as a gift.

Her Sword God fiancé searched for her soul for thirty thousand years, then knelt and begged her to honor their betrothal.

The Demon God, who had schemed to take her immortal bone, cut off his own nine tails, just to beg her to look at him once more.

The Nether God, who had neither heart nor feelings, arranged the flowers of the afterlife along the banks of the River of Forgetfulness for thousands of miles, creating a bridal procession to ask for her hand.

And the Dragon God, her most revered master, imprisoned her in a fit of madness, then said gently:

“Ali, good girl. They’ll only hurt you. Come back to your master.”

A heart-wrenching drama, an ensemble cast, a heroine who is the ultimate embodiment of righteousness, and six male leads trying to win back the woman they lost