My Master Regretted It After Sealing Me in a Corpse-Nurturing Coffin

Jiang Li, the greatest sword cultivator in the cultivation world, pulled out my spiritual root with her own hands to save her beloved junior sister, then sealed me inside a corpse-nurturing coffin.

She said, "A Zhi, be good. Just forty-nine days. Once your junior sister recovers, I'll bring you home."

I believed her.

But I waited a full five hundred and twenty days.

When the coffin lid was pushed open again, the once-genius senior disciple had become covered in rotting flesh, barely clinging to life on nothing but a single breath of resentment.

Jiang Li looked at me, tears of terror in her eyes, and said,

"I'm sorry. I went into seclusion and lost track of time..."

I bared my bone-white teeth and, right in front of her, plunged a rusty dagger deep into my heart.

"Master, I'm giving this life back to you. I won't cultivate immortality anymore, and I don't want you anymore."

Later, I heard that the lofty Sword Venerable had gone mad. She guarded a corpse and fought her way through the cultivation world, asking only for me to look at her once more.

Too bad. Love that comes too late is lighter than grass.

[Cold, obsessive master who realizes her feelings too late, top VS devoted, broken, utterly despairing disciple, bottom]

[Heartbreaking and physically painful] [Bad Ending] [Pursuing the Wife to the Crematorium] [Master and Disciple]

Core theme: Don't take what others do for you for granted.