He was a lonely and arrogant immortal in the world of mortals, loving all the people, waving his hands to make the clouds float, but he watched her die in his arms, helpless.
That night, the cry resounded throughout the world, and he... Hated this incurable poison.
Countless years later, he returned to the Mo Qin Immortal Sect. Unexpectedly, the poison turned into an innocent girl.
"Why... Why? You all despise me? I'm really not a monster..."
"Am I really a person who shouldn't exist, and I have harmed all the people who are good to me..."
Mo Xian, do you know what kind of person is considered alive?
Actually, I don't know either. I only know that I live because someone cares about me. If the person I care about is gone, I... Would be worse off than dead.