Xiang Liu's Long Road to Winning Her Back

The year I died in battle, they nailed me inside the Thousand-Faced Mirror and made me watch an impostor kneel and propose to her.

The 318th time, Xiao Yao plunged a dagger into my heart, thinking that would finally let me reincarnate.

I bit through the skin between her brows and planted a soul-bond:

“Go on. Killing me means killing yourself.”

Later, I tore apart the gentle version of myself with my own hands and led her in slaughtering everyone in the Mirror Realm of the Great Wilderness.

That night, in the rain, all I had left was my head. I kissed her until she could barely breathe.

“Wifey, I'm never looking in a mirror again. I'm afraid it won't be you looking back at me.”