I, Chu Yao, am a not-so-famous craftsman in the world of cultivation. My specialty is soul replenishment. This job has high technical requirements, high risks, and low pay. It is purely for the love of generating electricity. Until one day, a "big order" fell from the sky. Client: Demon Lord Ye Xuanji. Condition: The three souls and seven souls were more fragmented than the stone lion at the door. It is said that he was struck by thunder when he ascended. Reward: The entire demon world treasure trove is at my disposal. I:! ! ! Boss! I am coming! During the first treatment, I carefully sewed together a fragment of my soul in front of a ball of dark demonic energy. The demon king who woke up was a young boy with clear eyes and a blush. He grabbed the corner of my clothes and asked timidly: "Sister, who are you?" I was overflowing with maternal love and decided to "raise" him well. After the second treatment, I woke up with a paranoid and sinister beautiful young man. He locked me in the palace and said with scarlet eyes: "You smell like me, don't even think about leaving." Me: ... Exciting. After the third treatment, I woke up with a decisive and murderous tyrant. He pinched my neck and sneered: "How dare a mere cultivator covet me?" Me: Help! Can you give me the first two back? QAQ As the soul fragments were put back into place piece by piece, what I pieced together was a contradictory soul that had lost all its cultivation because of love and fell into the devil's path because of hate. The process of curing him also reveals a tragic past that has been covered by the three worlds. Everyone said that Ye Xuanji was hopeless and advised me to give up. But only I know that in his deepest and darkest sea of consciousness, there is a firefly that has never been extinguished and belongs to me. And I want to bring it back from the abyss to the world with my own hands.
