I used Master's blood to cleanse the path to becoming a god.
When I was eight years old, he picked me up from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, saying that he would protect me for the rest of my life.
Later I learned that he was the mastermind behind the famine that ravaged the land.
He said that the world was too dirty and he wanted to create a clean world for me.
He taught me the purest swordsmanship, but he forged my sword with the souls of seventy-two sword masters.
He gave me the orb to warm my soul, but he sacrificed it with the blood and tears of the entire Yunmengze clan of sharks.
He fed me the elixir that strengthened my roots and cultivated my vitality, but burned all the centuries-old spiritual plants in Yaowang Valley.
Everyone said that Xie Wuchen was the most terrifying demon in the world of cultivation.
Only I know that on thunderstorm nights, he would hug me and hum songs while he was afraid of thunder.
He would ride a sword for three thousand miles overnight just to say "I want to eat Jiangnan sweet-scented osmanthus cake".
When I break my leg, I will go to the far north glacier alone to get the ice chalcedony.
Until I saw with my own eyes that three thousand people in Qingyang Town were turned into mummies overnight.
Until I opened the dusty files of Netherworld Palace——
Every blood debt has his name written on it.
"Why did you kill so many people?"
"Because heaven is unfair." He stood by the blood pool and smiled softly, "And my Aning deserves a throne."
On the night of the new moon, he personally pierced the Cleansing Sword into his heart.
"Kill me and you will be the hero who slays demons and the god who saves the common people."
In the golden light, I ascended to the throne of God and all the people knelt down to worship me.
Only I know that buried under the throne of God is the person who is willing to bear all my sins.
Later, I planted a crabapple on the top of the mountain.
Flowers bloom every year and remain undefeated every year.
Just like the never-ending snow, and what I can no longer say:
"Master, the throne is too cold."
"I want to go home."
Concept: Concept of the work: The essence of love and sacrifice is to still choose to protect you after recognizing all the darkness, and to keep a clean starry sky for you even when you are burdened with sin.