After the Cannon Fodder Disciple Faked His Death

Ling Wuyuan cultivated the Ruthless Dao and personally killed his beloved disciple, Shen Suchen, at their bond-forming ceremony.

His crime: “kidnapping and killing” the white moonlight Ling Wuyuan had spent a century searching for.

As Shen Suchen’s soul scattered, he only smiled. “Master, you’ll never find him.”

When he opened his eyes again, he had become the sect’s lowliest outer disciple, with his spiritual roots shattered and his face ruined.

He watched coldly as Ling Wuyuan went mad trying to “resurrect” his beloved, searching through the Three Realms and even treasuring the illusion of an impostor.

Then one day, Ling Wuyuan suddenly clamped a hand around the chin of his ugly disciple. Blood-red fury and disbelieving anguish surged in his eyes.

“Why... can I smell on you the unique ‘Ashen Incense’ that lingered when Suchen’s soul scattered?”

Shen Suchen grinned, exposing his ruined mouth, and silently mouthed:

“Because you burned me yourself.”