A thousand years ago, the immortal and demonic realms fought a great war, and the immortal realm suffered a crushing defeat. My senior sister dug me, a child, out of a mountain of corpses.
From that day on, I regarded her as my only family in this world.
A thousand years later, the war broke out again. I fought with all my might, but at the crucial moment, she pierced my dantian and took my spiritual root.
She cruelly made me watch as she planted that lush spiritual root into Mu Ziqi's withered dantian.
"Senior Sister, I can give you my spiritual root if you want it, but you can't have him!"
My senior sister glanced at me coldly.
"I saved your life. You have no right to interfere with what I do!"
"Why do you think I gave you immortal medicine all these years?"
I smiled bitterly and resigned myself to lying in a pool of blood.
So this thousand-year love was all in vain, and I'd merely been making a wedding dress for someone else.
It's time to leave.
The day I am reborn will be the day you all meet your end!
