Ling Mo was originally a talented young master, but he accidentally fell into a building and when he woke up, he unexpectedly found that he had become an immortal. The only apprentice became his ray of light, but this little apprentice actually missed him for many years.
The world of cultivation wanted to establish an emperor. He was forced to leave the mountain. A sword penetrated him. He was his most beloved disciple. He died and he cried all night. It shouldn't have been like this. That day, he ascended the throne.
Ling Mo is back, and the Soul Gathering Technique forcibly recalled him. I didn't blame him at first, but now, I just want to play with and ravage him.
Intention: I love you, so I don't blame you for a sword piercing your heart; I hate you, so I want to play with and ravage you.