Qin Lian is a lotus flower demon.
Yet an exorcist saved her at the cost of his life.
They talked about turning the tide and winning, then took her into an exorcist organization called Sword House.
Because she was the first demon ever known who wasn’t afraid of sunlight.
Since she was little, her father had told her that twin lotuses were bound by fate.
One stem, two lotuses: one good, one evil.
Qin Lian was the kind one.
After arriving at Sword House, she met many friends and even grew close to the Lord, the foremost swordsman.
She mastered swordsmanship and revealed her talent, but never imagined that her enemy would be something no sword could kill.
There are always people who carve a path through blood for those who come after.
Those who follow will climb over the bodies of those who came before.
“Stay alive!”
“Can I call you Lian’er?”
“Big sister, I think I really can’t see anymore.”
…
“Lord, is this really the right path?” Qin Lian asked, her eyes red, as she looked at the resolute man before her.
“It is.”
Countless tombstones stood in the cemetery at Sword House.
A small plaque could bear so much sorrow. That was what a tombstone meant.
Qin Lian only learned that later.
