The snow that has never melted in the Nine Heavens fell on the edge of Zhuxian Terrace.
Shen Qingci was dressed in white and snowy, with a ray of cold light on his fingertips as he looked at the rolling demonic energy below.
There, curled up was a child of only seven or eight years old, covered in injuries.
When a demon fetus comes into the world, it will bring disaster to the common people.
According to heaven's rules, he should kill him with one sword.
But the child raised his head, with a pair of dark eyes that were too clean to look like a monster. He just looked at him timidly and whispered:
"Xian, Xianjun..."
Shen Qingci's hand holding the sword paused for a moment that had never happened in millions of years.
Finally, he sheathed his sword, bent down, and picked up the child.
Snow fell in their hair, and their hair turned gray in an instant.
"From now on, your name is Ling Jin."
"I am your master, Shen Qingci."
The child clutched his sleeve tightly, as if grasping the only light in his life.
He didn't know that this meeting was fate and calamity.
It will be a calamity that for thousands of years to come, we will never be able to seek it, never let it go, never leave it in life, and never see it again after death.
Concept: Two male protagonists, immortal master and apprentice, BE aesthetics, sadomasochism between immortals and demons, fateful entanglement