The disciple I raised with my own hands became the Demon Lord who slaughtered the Three Realms.
And the first sacrifice she offered to the Three Realms was me.
Qin Moli spent over two hundred years cultivating immortality, with her heart set solely on the Dao. It wasn't until she brought Jiang Yi home from the snow that anything besides her Daoist ambition gained weight in her life. She devoted everything to teaching her, only to personally destroy her spiritual roots and cast her out of the sect.
Later, her disciple clawed her way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, becoming the new ruler of the demons. The day her forces besieged the city, she did it only to force Qin Moli to show herself.
The Demon Lord imprisoned her cool and aloof master in her bedchamber and asked with a smile, "Master, did you ever regret it?"
Qin Moli lowered her eyes and said nothing.
She didn't know why half her hair had turned white, nor did she know who had been protecting her in secret, shattering their soul and blood time and again so she could escape death and keep moving forward.
It wasn't until the truth tore everything apart and hatred surged like an ocean that they understood: from the very beginning, they had both been falling into this entanglement.
Theme: True salvation means protecting each other and growing together.
