Everyone says that Lu Chuxiao, the Demon Venerable sealed beneath the formation, deserves to die a thousand deaths.
When the healer Bai Luoyan is summoned to the formation, her sect gives her just one instruction: "Administer his medicine on schedule, keep him alive, and don't ask about his past."
But as a healer, the more she treats him, the more something feels wrong.
Is a prisoner slowly rotting to the bone from poison really guilty of all the charges against him?
Why does every ingredient in the so-called "spirit-nourishing medicine" threaten to kill him?
When she pours out the bowl of poison laced with "Spirit-Cleansing Powder" right in front of him, the man who hasn't spoken a word in a thousand years opens his eyes for the first time and asks, "Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to?"
When the immortal sect decides she will be the next sacrifice, he breaks through the seal and tears apart, before everyone, the hypocritical decree forged a thousand years ago.
She mends his bones and asks, "Does it hurt?" He takes a lethal strike for her and tells her, "Someone has to hold the seal down with me."
Later, the immortal sect announces to the world: The Demon Venerable has been vanquished, and the healer died for the Dao.
But they do not know that a medicinal hut now stands in the deepest part of the Demon Abyss. With every pulse of the spiritual leyline, the echo of two people holding it down together rings out.
"Your pulse is looking good today."
