I transmigrated into a fantasy world as the lowest of the low, a living corpse who survives by doing makeup for the dead. To stay alive, I took in a stunning amnesiac girl as my shield. She relied on me, protected me, and had eyes only for me. Until the day countless immortal sects surrounded us with no way out. She smiled as she crushed the Immortal Emperor's heart, then turned to me and licked her lips. “Brother Lu, now it's your turn.” That was when I learned I'd raised the world-destroying Demon Lord of a century from now with my own hands. Her greatest obsession was to refine me into her immortal... one and only treasure.
