On the day my sister ascended, the entire cultivation world was setting off fireworks.
I was chained to the bottom of the Soul Locking Tower, my fingernails dug into the cracks in the bricks, and blood seeped into the moss.
Yesterday, when she passed the top of the tower on the auspicious clouds, she said: "In seven days, your soul will become the nourishment of the tower."
When I woke up this morning, my ears felt like they were filled with cotton wool and I couldn't even hear my own breathing.
When he was chewing bricks to satisfy his hunger, half a piece of bloody paper rolled out from the broken pieces, which was my sister's handwriting: "Use my jade pendant to activate the reversal array, and you can take back everything."
The jade pendant was hidden under the glass cup she wore when she ascended.
And now, she is a god worshiped by thousands of immortals.
