The night when Master cut open my golden elixir to save Bai Yueguang, I heard him gently coaxing her:
"It's a mere miscellaneous spiritual root. It's her blessing to be able to extend your life."
I crushed the last piece of life-saving jade charm and fell into the devil's abyss.
A hundred years later, I returned to the Immortal Sect as the red lotus of karma.
At the ceremony, he held Bai Yueguang, whose spiritual roots had collapsed, and knelt down to beg for mercy.
I smiled and flicked the sparks off my fingertips: "Master, the life of your Taoist companion is not as valuable as a koi carp in my lotus pond."
Later, Lord Nine Netherworld burned all my karma in the three realms for me and held my hand in the red lotus karma fire:
"A Zhuo, your fire is too cold, I will warm it for you."
Purpose: cool writing, revenge
