When a drop of blood fell into the alchemy furnace, no one thought that it would wake up a loyal dog that had been sleeping for a hundred years. He was an abandoned son of the Immortal Sect, but at the moment of their reunion, he recognized the figure in white at a glance - Master.
He chases it like the wind chasing the clouds; he protects it like the star protecting the moon. He is the cold and cold master of the Immortal Sect, but somehow he is able to give birth to and become pregnant with his child. The road to immortality is long, the status of master and apprentice is a shackle, and it is normal to not be able to love. But he said: "My destiny is up to me and not to heaven. If you don't want to, I will disobey the heaven and earth for you."
Difficulties come one after another: the immortal sect cannot tolerate it, the catastrophe is approaching, and the mystery of one's life experience is peeled off layer by layer, unexpectedly involving ancient secrets. He fell into the devil's path for him, and he sacrificed thousands of years of cultivation for him. The price is as heavy as a mountain, but the love is getting hotter.
True love is not possession, but entrustment. When he stood next to her holding the child, did it mean that they finally broke free from the prison of fate? If love and morality cannot have both, how should humans choose?
