The System told Fu Qu to save the world.
Fu Qu: No problem!
The mission was to save the world, which meant winning over her master, who looked like a celestial beauty and radiated a fragile, gentle charm.
Her master, Jing Shaoqing, had unfathomable cultivation.
He had reached the pinnacle of his path. Everyone hailed him as the greatest cultivator in the world, revering him as an immortal from the upper realms.
He was also compassionate, often lowering his eyes like a lotus as he pitied all living things. Everything basked in his grace, and even the plants, insects, and stones beneath his feet were coveted by the world.
Only Fu Qu stared at the System panel, her scalp prickling.
Her master smiled gently: Corruption level +1.
Her master stroked his hair and wiped his sword: Corruption level +2.
Fu Qu didn't understand. She buried herself in her missions, but his corruption level kept dropping, then rising again.
The day her master's corruption level maxed out and he fell completely to demonic ways,
Fu Qu finally understood.
If she couldn't reform him, she'd send him to the next life.
With one sword strike, she sent her compassionate master to the Western Paradise.
The System fell silent. The world was at peace.
But why, one day when she returned to the peak, did her master, who had been thoroughly dead, wrap his arms around her from behind? He rubbed her neck with an icy fingertip and asked with a smile:
"Little Lotus, did that sword strike feel satisfying?"
[Who else loves the lotus as I do?]
[Young and seemingly heartless disciple x gentle but secretly unhinged master]
[Reading Guide]
◆ Both are each other's only one | 1v1 | HE
◆ A whole lot of personal worldbuilding
◆ A master-disciple romance full of love, hate, and vengeance
Theme: Love transcends life and death
