Yan Jiangxue grew up an orphan in a children's home. She would fight boys to the death over a piece of cake.
After dying, she transmigrated to an even more brutal cultivation world, where she thought she'd be condemned to a life of bitter struggle all over again.
But then she met Yun Wujiu.
A figure from legend, his snow-white hair draped in morning light. With one sword stroke, he cut through the filthy blood of the underworld, leaving her surrounded by the scent of dew and pine.
He saved her from death, overlooked her unruly nature and her lack of fit with the immortal sect, sheltered her behind him, and took her as his first disciple.
The emotionless immortal had abstained from food for ages, yet he returned to the kitchen for her. He had no interest in worldly affairs, yet learned to do her hair and make her clothes. He disliked conflict, yet let her run wild through the mountain sect.
At last, Yan Jiangxue understood what she wanted most.
She had struggled her way out of the mud, and now coveted the moon atop that immortal mountain.
·
Her master indulged her in everything. Even when she overstepped with him, he couldn't bear to hurt her. At the end, he would only gently straighten her thin robe, his snow-white lashes trembling, his ears red as he scolded her softly:
"...You wicked disciple."
Yan Jiangxue believed that the bright moon would eventually be hers.
Until she was punished with a whipping and a beating from the ruler, nearly losing half her life. All because she had said, "The common people have never treated me kindly. Why should I trade my life for theirs?"
Blood stained Yan Jiangxue's lips, but she remained as defiant as she had been when they first met.
"Master, if I ever choose to die for someone, it will only be for you."
Yun Wujiu's expression turned furious. He no longer cared that her wounds were deep enough to show bone.
Their bond as master and disciple ended there, and they went their separate ways.
·
Yan Jiangxue traveled the world and discovered the immense power she possessed. She could indeed see all living beings differently now.
The last news she heard of Yun Wujiu was that he planned to sacrifice himself to the Dao to save the common people.
·
Everyone said Yun Wujiu was the Everlasting Immortal. As long as he remained in the immortal sect, its holy reputation would endure and the people would live in peace.
Yet one night, this immortal from on high suddenly fell to the demonic path, slaughtering countless members of the immortal sect and leaving only mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
They said he had gone to such lengths to destroy the world only to resurrect the female disciple who had sacrificed herself to the Dao.
Even if their bond as master and disciple was forbidden, even if heaven's punishment would cut him to the bone, he would have her reincarnated and continue their love in another life.
But on the very first day his beloved disciple, whom he had raised and cherished, regained her memories, she pierced through the hidden paradise they shared.
"Master."
Yan Jiangxue furrowed her brows, not looking at him again.
"If I live, the anti-demon formation will fall... What of the common people?"
Yun Wujiu could no longer hold back his trembling, and tears fell onto his knees.
On the peak, the bright moon shed its immortal robes and stood before her like a demon.
"A-Xue, please, stop looking at the common people..."
"Look at me..."
·
Tough, solitary wolf-girl heroine × cool, aloof, beautiful master
The heroine defies her master in the early stages. Later, the male lead goes mad and desperately tries to win her back.
Theme: Know your convictions and be true to your heart
