[Two female leads + tragic romance + slow, cutting heartbreak + oppressive atmosphere + painting love into one's bones + fated entanglement]
Wang Baochuan: A divine artifact bearing the fortune of Ji Heng, the ruler of the Immortal Cloud Continent. She accompanied Ji Heng for hundreds of thousands of years, witnessing her battles, schemes, and solitude, and became deeply obsessed with her.
Ji Heng: Ruler of the Immortal Cloud Continent, a high-ranking deity and a ruthless authority figure. For the sake of ascending to a higher plane and securing fortune, she often undertakes dangerous missions in other realms, helping puppet emperors turn their fortunes around. Having witnessed the ugliness of human nature and faced death countless times, she instinctively relies on schemes and calculation.
Story:
The world praises me, Wang Baochuan, for waiting eighteen years in a cold cave for Xue Pinggui.
But no one knows that across ten cycles of reincarnation, the one I loved was never him. It was the white-robed goddess.
I was the divine artifact of fortune who accompanied her for hundreds of thousands of years. I awakened because of her, took human form for her, created a world for her, and laid an entire world at her feet.
Yet she erased my memories with her own hands, banished me to the lower realm, and trapped me in the cycle of reincarnation, condemning me to suffer in every life.
Forty-nine heavenly tribulations shattered my soul.
Ten thousand snakes devoured my soul and corroded my divine bones.
Netherfire burned my soul and consumed my obsession.
In the river of time, I was crushed in agony for billions of years.
I yearned for her, waited for her, begged her, and went mad for her.
But she watched with cold eyes, abandoning me, punishing me, and keeping her distance.
I wept blood as I asked her, “I only love you. What have I done wrong?”
She never answered. She never cared.
In the end, I wore a red wedding dress and burned myself in a Taoist temple, consuming the love I had carried through ten lifetimes.
Only when the realm collapsed did she hold my broken soul, returned to its artifact form, and weep bitterly.
But it was too late.
I went mad for the goddess and sacrificed myself across ten lifetimes, yet all that remained was a love that could never be fulfilled.
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Hiss - it hurts just to read the introduction. The magic weapon was crazy for love, the gods looked on coldly, and she cried bitterly when the world collapsed. This depressing and fatalistic entanglement is delicious to me!
A dull knife cuts flesh... BE aesthetics is at its peak.
Help... This knife is so cruel, but easy to hit! 🤦🤦🤦
What an interesting setting! Wang Baochuan was her divine weapon. She had loved her for hundreds of thousands of years, but was tortured by reincarnation. In the end, the Realm Master regretted it. Full of sense of fate.
The artifact took the form of a god and fell in love with an indifferent god. He was tortured and forgotten over and over again, and tortured until he suffocated.