When Mo Linye, the Venerable Immortal of Yunqing, took Chu Yao as his disciple, all six realms congratulated her on receiving such an honor.
Only Chu Yao knew that her master's gaze was as cool and detached as if he were appraising an object.
She kept to her place and trained diligently, yet accidentally discovered that her spiritual root was a perfect match for Mo Linye's long-dead beloved.
On their wedding night, the red candles wept blood. Chu Yao offered up her sword heart to break through the boundary and ascend, and the Nine Heavens tribulation thunder crashed down.
Looking back, she smiled faintly. "Master, are you satisfied with this dowry from your disciple?" But she saw the marriage contract in Mo Linye's hand shatter into pieces, and in his eyes was a true madness she had never seen before...
