Master, You Picked Me up Just to Dismantle My Bones.

On the first day when Master took me to practice the Wuqing Dao, he personally took out my love string. For hundreds of years, I have watched with cold eyes as my fellow disciples fell madly for love, but my Taoist heart has always been as clear as a mirror. Until that day when the demon king came to the mountain gate, pointed his sword at the master's throat and sneered: "You tricked her into cultivating the ruthless path, just to make her into a human puppet to protect you?" The sword in my hand buzzed for the first time - the master turned his head in shock, the tip of my sword had penetrated the back of his heart.