I used to be the most humble servant of the Immortal Sect. They cut open my spiritual roots and drained my essence and blood just to pave the way for the proud daughter of heaven.
In the sacrificial circle, I returned as an evil ghost!
From then on, during the day, I was a bullied loser, and at night, I was a Shura who hunted the strong.
Hypocritical elders, vicious senior sisters, sanctimonious sect masters... Your cultivation will become the food for me to reach the top!
When the righteous Holy Son who was chasing me in Kyushu put the tip of his sword against my heart with red eyes, I licked the corners of my lips: "Holy Son, your blood... Smells so good."
