The Cold and Ascetic Immortal Sovereign × The Gentle and Crazy Sword Spirit Shou
The night I was thrown into the incinerator, I counted and missed every inch of myself turning into ashes.
The new emperor said that this was Lord Chief Assistant's favorite sachet, and he deserved to die for the sins of his thirteen clans.
Three hundred years later, I woke up from the sword embryo and became the cold jade sword spirit who was feared in the world of immortality. The noble young man who has held me in his heart for seventeen years is now lifting my chin with the tip of his sword: "My sword should not smell like a mortal."
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They all said that Immortal Master cultivated the ruthless way.
Little did I know that every time he used the technique, I would see golden curse lines appearing on his spine - they were the locks formed by the thirty-three regicide curses in the previous life, and the burning pain marks on my neck were the knots tied by heaven.
"Lord, they burned me for thirteen hours before I turned into ashes." I smiled and put the sword blade against his throat, "If you abandon me again this time..."
On the day when the Nine Heavens Mirror shattered, the entire world of immortality watched as the Hanyu Immortal Master crushed the destiny child's life clock with his bare hands. His blood-stained fingertips touched the cinnabar between my eyebrows: "This time, it is my sword spirit that chooses the way of heaven."
