I, Chu Yunling, am the most beloved junior sister in Kunlun Fairy Mountain. My master is as cold as the moon, and he planted a ten-mile peach forest for me with his own hands; my senior brother is as gentle as jade, and he searched all over the world just for me as a birthday gift; even the mountain beasts who watch the door wag their tails more happily when they see me than others. They all said that I was a treasure that grew up in the palm of my hand. I thought so at first, until I accidentally opened the "Destiny Record" which was listed as a forbidden art. It clearly says: Chu Yunling, born with spiritual bones and pure soul, is the best "container" to seal the World-Destroying Demon Lord. A hundred years later, if you sacrifice your body to the formation, you can ensure peace in the three realms for thousands of years. Signed by: Master, Xuan Qing. At that moment, I understood. The so-called pampering is nothing more than carefully feeding an animal waiting for sacrifice. My life has been clearly planned since I was born, and the end is that I will be in a state of disarray, unable to even enter reincarnation. I didn't cry or make trouble, and I was even more well-behaved than before. I helped my master study ink and watched him draw the runes that suppressed me; I practiced swordplay with my senior brother and listened to him talk about the righteousness of the world. There was pity, reluctance, and guilt in their eyes when they looked at me, but they didn't waver at all. During the sacrificial ceremony, Master personally drove the soul-suppressing nail into my spiritual platform. In the midst of severe pain, I looked at his always calm eyes and finally shed a tear. He seemed to want to say something, but I no longer wanted to hear it. I used up my last bit of strength, not to resist, but to smile and say to him: "Master, this play has been performed by Yunling for hundreds of years, and it's time to come to an end." I shattered my spiritual bones and detonated my soul.
