Master, Run! I'm About to Catch You

I transmigrated into the cultivation world as its number-one abstinent beauty, the Purewater Immortal Venerable.

> The original owner had just been ambushed while undergoing tribulation at the peak of the Mahayana stage, and had nearly exploded on the spot.

> Now, every inch of my meridians felt like it was about to split, as if millions of ice blades were carving me up from the inside.

> A teary-eyed little boy with black hair and blue eyes was curled up beside the bed. A tear-shaped mole at the corner of his eye glowed an eerie red.

> A System prompt sounded in my mind: [Beginner's mission: Comfort the “high-risk item found in the Demon Spirit Mountains.”]

> My vision darkened with pain. I reached out tremblingly to wipe away his tears.

> The moment my fingertips touched his chilly cheek

> The little crybaby suddenly looked up, his pupils narrowing into slits. “Master, you smell… like someone else's blood.”

> I froze as the final scene from the original owner's memories suddenly exploded in my mind:

> At the heart of the lightning tribulation, a flash of a blood-red dragon pattern on the sleeve of a figure in black robes…

<The out-of-control little boy seems to grow more and more… off…

<After trial upon trial, lies, misunderstandings… and betrayal…

“Master, are you going to abandon me again?”

“Master, run… I’m going to catch you…”