Yuan Xiao was revered as the Holy Son of the righteous path. Through a twist of fate, he met the Holy Maiden of the demonic sect. Their relationship became ambiguous, and they eventually became Dao companions.
But when he woke up, he had been reborn three thousand years in the future, where the world had fallen into utter chaos.
“You’re telling me I slaughtered countless people and became the Lord of the Demonic Path? That I committed every kind of evil, and all the righteous cultivators want to tear me limb from limb?”
“Mo Qingyue got her wish and became my wife, but I torment her every day with inhuman methods? And even ripped out her soul bone!”
“What? I also blindly follow the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, leading the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons to bow down and submit, while letting her and her male confidant pull my strings?”
It was a mess, especially rushed.