Shen Yuewei died by the sword of the senior brother she had loved so deeply, paving the way for the destined heroine, Su Qingxue, to ascend to immortality.
When she opens her eyes again, she has returned to the starting point of her tragedy, once more the hated, wicked cannon-fodder character.
This time, she tears up the script!
The senior brother? Whoever wants him can have him!
The heroine’s halo? She wants nothing to do with it!
All she wants is to cultivate through pills and live in peace. Until she sees Ye Ming, the future great villain who will slaughter the world, curled up in the shadows, as miserable as she is.
He is covered in filth and bears half-demon blood. He is the sect’s disgrace, the source of calamity.
Shen Yuewei quietly turns and walks toward him. When he is punished, she secretly leaves him spiritual medicine. When he is humiliated, she anonymously slips him a blade. When he is on the verge of death, she is the only one who reaches out to pull him back.
She thinks this is a silent act of redemption, the only way to atone for her dark past life.
Little does she know that the gloomy, solitary boy has already etched her image into his soul. Every bit of warmth she gives becomes the only light he can hold on to as he falls into endless darkness.
When the wheels of fate turn again, and the so-called righteous path and heavenly destiny once more try to crush them,
she stands with her sword drawn, back to back with him, and smiles. “This time, I’ll join you in becoming a demon.”
He clasps her hand tightly, his eyes bloodred yet tender and full of affection. “No. I’ll join you... in slaying Heaven.”
The writing is good, but the writing is heavy.