The junior disciple was the darling of everyone in their sect, including his master, who prided himself on pursuing immortality by severing all emotion and desire.
In the secret realm, he ignored everyone's protests and let the demon who had stolen the junior sister's thousand-year fire lotus escape. Upon his return, his master rebuked him before everyone: "You cannot distinguish public duty from personal feeling, and you have let an enemy go free. Your Dao heart has wavered so much that you are unfit to be senior brother." To make him atone, his master decided to strip away his soul and cast it into the Reincarnation Mirror, all so he could retrieve the Nine-Turn Glazed Marrow within it, which could rebuild the junior sister's bones. He also intended to use the trials in the mirror to temper the senior brother's character, since he had shown no regard for his fellow disciples.
Not a soul in the great hall spoke up to plead for him.
At the instant his soul left his body and entered the mirror, the mountain gate shook violently and demonic energy blotted out the sky. The demon, who should have fled far away, had returned and single-handedly stormed the heavily guarded immortal mountain. Before everyone's eyes, he stole the senior brother's still-warm body and the Reincarnation Mirror, its light whirling within, then swept away, leaving behind utter devastation and a crowd frozen in shock.
From then on, the immortal sect never saw its meticulous, stern senior brother again, the one whose strictness bordered on coldness.
Until the day the Reincarnation Mirror shone once more and he stepped out of it.
His master, for once, sent him a personal message, urging him to kill the demon and return to the right path. His junior brothers and sisters, who had once either feared or kept their distance from him, were now consumed by regret, repeatedly saying they had been young and foolish back then and begging their senior brother to forgive them.
But they didn't know that he already hated his master and the pack of hypocritical swine beneath him.
They also didn't know that the one they had denounced as an evil demon... was the very inner demon he had personally carved out two hundred years ago.
In the depths of the Demonic Abyss, he looked down at the demon curled on his lap, fawning over him.
"Don't worry... we'll have enough materials to rebuild your body soon."
First life: Family drama, The Real and Fake Young Masters
"Do you like me more, or... do you like them more?"
Second life: Full-Dive Online Game, When the Simp Goes Wild
"It's the new century already, so why can't two male characters get married under the Tree of Destiny? Nobody cares outside the game, but you dare discriminate in the game? I'm filing a complaint!!"
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Cold-hearted senior brother gong * Gloomy, devoted inner-demon shou
Theme: Life is no game of chess, with no predetermined moves. Every move is mine to make.