Qu Lin'an was the only Medical Emperor across all the worlds, a Five Elements Sacred Emperor who could bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bones. He was invincible.
What he was proudest of was not his cultivation, but his disciple, Su Yao, whom he had raised with his own hands.
She memorized prescriptions at three, refined spirit pills at seven, and became an emperor-rank alchemist at fifteen. He passed on everything he had learned in his life, cherishing her as dearly as his own life.
Then she drove the Frost Abyss Sword he had forged himself through his heart from behind.
The voice of the Heavenly Dao spoke through her: “Five Elements Sacred Emperor, you have tainted the Heavenly Dao for ten thousand years. Today, your blood will cleanse it.”
Qu Lin'an turned to look at her. The eyes that had once been clear as water were now a strange, grayish blue.
He smiled.
So from beginning to end, the one he had raised was no disciple, but a pawn of the Heavenly Dao.
He detonated his body, and his remnant soul escaped into the void. He drifted through endless darkness for a hundred years, thinking it was all over.
Then he awoke.
Inside the body of a useless young man named Yun Xiaochuan. His spiritual roots were shattered, his meridians ruined, and his family had cast him out.
The timing: the year in his previous life when he had found Su Yao in the snow.
Now he stood beneath that withered tree. In the snow, the baby girl swaddled in cloth was freezing to death.
His hand hovered above her crown.
Kill her, or spare her?
In the end, he picked her up.
In this life, he would teach her only the way of medicine, never cultivation.
If the Heavenly Dao still intended to turn her into the sword that would strike him down...
This time, her master would end it with his own hands.
