After the Short-Lived Beloved Became an Evil Spirit

[Two Male Leads + Everyone's Favorite + Love Triangle + Revenge + Regret and Redemption + Equally Matched]

A radiant, spoiled, beloved beauty

[Not an ensemble cast, no secondary couples. The author is devoted to the protagonist (Qing'er). Qi Qing is an utterly irresistible heartthrob. This story centers on a beloved male lead. The revenge arc later on gets angsty, with a regret-and-redemption arc. The love interest is devoted and pure.]

When Qi Qing was born, strange omens appeared in the heavens. He was declared a solitary star cursed by misfortune, frail and sickly from birth.

A mysterious illness nearly took his life. His solemn imperial parents wept at his bedside, while the coldhearted crown prince clutched his hand, eyes red. That day, the Immortal Lord Han Zhi, Shen Jingyan, arrived.

Later, the Immortal Lord Han Zhi doted on his young disciple beyond measure. Qingwu Peak, once blanketed in snow year-round, now enjoyed spring in every season.

Qi Qing was exceptionally gifted, with a bewitching face and a graceful figure. Every frown and smile could ensnare the soul.

Spoiled by his imperial parents, his crown prince brother, his immortal master, and his senior brother, the sect leader's heir, Qi Qing grew arrogant and willful. Yet all the rising stars of the cultivation world were his close friends.

He lived such a happy life, never knowing he was merely a token placed on a gambling table.

His family was slaughtered. That night, he fell into demonic cultivation. His master, the person closest to him and the one who had cherished him most, changed completely and killed him with his own hands, his eyes full of hatred.

Six hundred years later, Qi Qing woke up in his own grave, with no memory of his past. A young man stood before him, and Qi Qing decided to go with him.

When the fog of memory lifts, his revenge will begin.

The Immortal-Demon War raged, rivers of blood flowing. This time, the friends who had failed to protect him before all went mad with love for him. A young man he had only recently met was willing to become his puppet, all to keep him safe.

Immersed in blood, he looked up at the sky and murmured:

“Master, Qing'er hurts so much.”