After My Master Fell to the Dark Side, He Was Always Afraid I’d Leave Him

He brought her back from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He was the only light to shine into her dark life.

So she hid his teacup and tenderly kissed the sword marks he left behind, cherishing every moment.

Until, for another woman, he pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.

Later, she razed the immortal sects and imprisoned that lofty Immortal Venerable at her side. “Master, you will always be mine.”

Later still, she died by his sword, reborn as a mortal, and decided to let them both go in this life.

But the once aloof and otherworldly Master’s eyes turned red. He stayed by her side without taking a step away and asked her, trembling, “...Are you going to abandon me too?”