The Record of Sealing Demons tells the story of Shen Wuwang, a Kunlun disciple, and the mystery of his origins. Twenty years ago, my master found me in a heavy snowfall and named me “Wuwang,” hoping I would live a peaceful life. My martial arts were weak, and I spent my days chopping wood and carrying water. Then Master Kongjian of the Tianyin Temple arrived and revealed a shocking secret: I was the reincarnation of the Demon God “Jin,” with the power to destroy heaven and earth sealed inside me.
The righteous alliance would not accept me, and my sect was dragged into the affair because of me. At the brink of life and death, my demonic nature awakened. Black flames scorched the sky, and I fought my way out, yet never lost sight of who I was. Su Wanqing of Medicine King Valley stayed by my side without wavering, accompanying me into exile in the Western Regions and journeying with me to the Great Leiyin Temple. In the Demon-Suppressing Tower, I faced the Demon Venerable from my previous life. He tempted me to merge with him and reclaim dominion over the world. I refused. I chose to seal away my demonic nature, cripple my own martial arts, and become a true mortal.
But on the way back, terrible news arrived: the righteous factions were besieging Kunlun, my master had been captured, and my senior brothers were fighting in a sea of blood. Though I had no strength to fight, I hurried back, only to see Su Wanqing die while shielding me from a sword. Overcome with grief, I watched the seal crumble and the demonic flames reignite. I slaughtered everyone there, staining the sect gates with blood. My master used his life's cultivation to permanently seal the last trace of demonic nature in my soul, then passed away with a smile.
Three years later, an unmarked tavern opened at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. Its signature liquor was called “Forget Worries.” The owner was a pale, taciturn young man who brewed wine and cooked, sitting alone to listen to the snow. No one knew he had once been the Demon God who made the world tremble, nor why he had imprisoned himself there.
Only I understood: that night, I buried the Demon Venerable Jin with my own hands, and buried everyone who had loved me along with him. In a mortal's body, I keep watch over this tavern and honor my promise to “live well,” with all the joys and sorrows, the laughter and tears. Wuwang, and free of calamity.
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