"The broken attic at the back of Qingxuanmen is leaking." I squatted in the musty Sutra Pavilion and used a broken bowl to catch the dripping water from my head.
Bastard, remnant of the demon sect—this is the label they gave me, Lin Xiuyuan.
The day my mother was dismembered by the leader, I was only seven years old. They said, "The remnants of the Blood Shadow Cult should die." They turned around and threw me into a pile of moldy old books, saying, "If you can't guard the pavilion, you will go to hell with your mother."
But who would have thought that the "Blood Shadow Illustrated Book", which was moth-eaten with only half a page left, would suddenly glow when blood seeped from my fingertips?
[Ding—The remaining Blood Shadow Cult volume "Blood Shadow Sword Technique" (prefecture level) was detected and included successfully.
Current proficiency level: Beginner (0%)]
[Ding—The blood coagulation pill recipe (Xuan level) was detected and included successfully.
The current medicinal materials are missing: Blood Ginseng × 3]
I touched the mottled blood marks on the stone wall and smiled. Do they think this is a prison?
When I master the "Blood Shadow Sword Technique" to perfection, when I dig out the truth about the Qingxuan Sect's destruction of the Blood Shadow Sect -
Chu Zhaoran, it's time to take off the disciple cassock you wore in exchange for my mother's life.
