Yun Zhao, the foremost sword cultivator in the Three Realms and mistress of the Cold Moon Palace, is as aloof as the solitary moon. Three hundred years ago, she failed to protect her dearest friend’s clan. Three hundred years later, she took in the clan’s last surviving descendant, Xie Wuchen, as her disciple.
The boy was afflicted with a deadly curse. He knelt outside the palace gates for three days and three nights, asking for a chance to live. She taught him swordsmanship and gave him warming pills, but when he joined the sect, she also laid down the cruelest of rules: “If you fall to demonic corruption, the Cold Moon Sword will leave not a single piece of your corpse intact.”
Later, the boy shattered the Nether Chains and became famous throughout the world. When a plot to destroy the world swept across the land, he resolutely stood before her. Yun Zhao smiled, as gentle as she had been on that snowy night long ago:
“Wuchen, this time, let your master protect you.”
Even if the price was the complete destruction of her soul.
The plot is very good, please update