[Both reborn / Two powerful leads who dote on each other / Everyone regrets their choices and begs forgiveness]
Everyone knew that the first disciple of Immortal Zun Qingji was a good-for-nothing, but no one knew that an ancient Demon Venerable was sealed inside the sickly youth. In his previous life, Mo Linyuan was rejected by his sect and hunted down by the righteous cultivators. As his soul scattered into nothingness, all he saw was his usually aloof master offering up his life-bound sword for him.
Reborn on the day of the apprenticeship ceremony, Mo Linyuan looked at the roomful of cultivators demanding that he kneel and apologize, the demonic markings in his palm appearing and disappearing. Suddenly, a frosty aura filled the hall. The greatest sword cultivator in the Three Realms arrived beneath the moonlight. “The disciple I intend to take is none of your business.”
Later
The young master of Medicine King Valley: “This Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill is only for A Yuan.”
The ancestor of the Artifact Sect: “The life-bound artifact I forged naturally belongs to little Mo.”
The young master of the demon clan: “Anyone who wants to touch him will have to step over my corpse first.”
And Immortal Zun Qingji, rumored to be cold-hearted and unfeeling, pressed his blood-soaked young disciple onto a bed of cold jade. Bloodlust churned in his usually indifferent eyes. “Yuan'er, if you get hurt again, I'll make the whole world pay with you.”
