She dragged her ruined body, her spiritual roots utterly destroyed, out of the Ten Thousand Poison Miasma Abyss for one reason: to make them pay for the blood debt. He guarded his shattered soul atop the Ninth Heaven's immortal gates, day and night running his fingers over the bloodstained poison hairpin. In their past lives, she was the secret consort of the Southern Dynasty, whose poisons could bring the world to its knees, and he was the enemy nation's god of war, who drank poison and died. In this life, she is the good-for-nothing everyone in the Xuantian Sect can bully, while he is the supreme, red-eyed, unhinged master.
“Yun Qing, if you hate me, then live. Stay alive and watch me burn my soul to ashes for you...”
He burned away his divine essence, all to give her the slightest chance to live.
She cradled the remnants of his heart. At her feet, a young ferocious beast held fragments of his fading soul in its mouth and gazed up at her. “Master, can we keep the meal ticket we picked up...?”
An ancient divine-binding contract wound around her fingertips, its golden light branding itself into the deepest part of his soul.
“Ye Xuan, your life, your divine throne, and every life you'll live... all belong to me.”
“If you dare destroy yourself again, I'll make every living being in the Three Realms fall into eternal hell with you!”
Above the Nine Hells, the fallen god lowered his eyes with a faint smile, his pale fingers entwined in the hem of the demon tamer's robe.
“As you command... my master.”
This unhinged god was finally tamed by her.
