This is a path of self-cultivation for demonic witches.
There is a kind of unparalleled poison in this, which made my mother, my sister, and me suffer terribly.
My mother said that if a witch from a demon sect fell in love with a righteous hero, she would be doomed to perish, and it would be better to swallow the bones and beauty and cause chaos in the world.
My sister said that even if a demonic witch fell in love with an evil man, she would not be able to enjoy the full moon, let alone swallow the dead bones and beauties and live happily in the world.
Seeing my mother and sister's confused outlook on life, I couldn't help but scream to the sky: You two have left me with a little bit of beauty, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!