The Pitiful Little One I Raised Is a Villainous Dragon Tyrant

She had no interest in romance, devoting herself entirely to cultivation.

Then one day, she caught a glimpse of fate. Before long, she would be framed, her cultivation would plummet, and she would be slandered and abandoned by everyone, until she was ultimately killed by a mob of righteous cultivators.

During a trip into the mortal world, she was set up by her fellow disciple. As her consciousness faded, she heard someone else moaning. When she finally came to, she saw him weeping beneath her. It was exactly as the vision had foretold.

The course was set. From then on, she would be forsaken by everyone and step by step descend toward destruction...

"Don't leave me," the person beneath her pleaded, his voice breaking.

She was unmoved. "What do you want? If I have it, you can have it. Forget this ever happened."

"Anything?"

"Yes. Anything I have."

"I want to go with you."

Because of a single thing she said that day, a little shadow began following her everywhere.

"Master, save me." The youth stood at the cliff's edge, beaming at her before leaning backward and falling.

It seemed she'd spoiled her little white-flower boy...

One-on-one romance, both leads' first time

Theme: Trust and support.