The Cold Fairy Who Slapped My Sword Bone Regretted It

Chu Mu was born with a supreme sword bone, but it was regarded as a sacrificial treasure by the sect. When the cold master Ling Qingxue pulled out the bones with his own hands, he saw the subtle trembling in her fingertips. "This thing... Is a disaster for you, not a blessing." She avoided his gaze. At the Immortal Sect Ceremony, he was treated as a useless person and thrown into the abyss. On the verge of death, a whisper came from the abyss: "Sword bone... Rebirth..." Ling Qingxue looked at the empty Immortal Platform and felt a sting in her heart for the first time. She didn't know that the devil's saint was staring into the abyss obsessively: "What a beautiful despair..." Little did he know that the bronze fragment Chu Mu held was engraved with a sword formula that would annihilate the ages.