The God of Theater Is Imprisoned, and My Aloof Master Is My Precious Darling?

[Dual female leads, fantasy cultivation, master and disciple, mutual pursuit, performer, happy ending]

Amnesiac savior performer × cool, protective divine-blooded master. Both powerful!

When she was found on the frozen wasteland, she was covered in wounds and remembered nothing. There was a crumbling theater in her mind, with countless demons seated in the audience, waiting to watch her perform. When their expectations dropped, they took control of her body, driving her mad and making her kill.

Her name was Yun Wuyi, a performer imprisoned by fate.

Her master, Shen Qingxian, was the foremost sword cultivator in the cultivation world, as well as its greatest musician. Cool and taciturn, she never explained why she had taken Yun Wuyi in, why she shielded her from tribulation lightning in the dead of night, or why she never dodged even when spiritual threads cut into her wrist and drew blood.

Then, on a rainy night, only one room was left at the inn. They shared a bed, leaving half an arm’s length between them. Yun Wuyi heard her master’s breathing, soft and steady. She reached out to touch the strand of dark hair hanging beside the pillow, then pulled her hand back.

“Can’t sleep?” Shen Qingxian suddenly asked.

Before she could reply, a cool hand settled on her head.

“I’m here.”

It was only three words, but suddenly the audience’s clamor in her mind didn’t seem so frightening.

Only later did Yun Wuyi learn that her master had waited for her for ten thousand years, and the audience in her mind had been waiting too. But they didn’t know that Shen Qingxian would never let them have their way. From the day she took Yun Wuyi in, her sword was already ready…