Only After Death Did I Learn My Nemesis Had Fallen Deeply in Love

Rivalry | Unrequited Love Steadfast, doting older immortal cultivator top VS bright, spirited, youthful demon lord bottom Xie Jiangshi, the supreme leader of the demonic sect, suffered a backlash from his cultivation and died in a thunderous collapse. The entire sect descended into chaos. The righteous immortal sects celebrated, hanging red silk over every mountain gate. Some even proposed striking while the demonic sect was down, launching a counterattack and wiping it out for good. For that counterattack, they would need to ask Jun Qingwu, Jin Changjue. Xie Jiangshi of the demonic sect and Jin Changjue of the immortal sect had been bitter rivals for ten thousand years. Immortals and demons were sworn enemies, yet neither could ever gain the upper hand, and neither had ever won. Now was the perfect chance for Jun Qingwu to crush the demonic sect. The cool, godlike Jun Qingwu, dressed in a moon-white robe, gazed into the distance with a still expression, then agreed: "Understood. Go make preparations." The eyes of the menial disciple standing in a corner of the hall darkened. He knew Jin Changjue would surely kick them while they were down. After dying from a backlash caused by his cultivation technique, Xie Jiangshi opened his eyes to find himself a menial disciple at Mount Mingtai, serving tea and water to Jin Changjue. It was an utter humiliation, but with all his cultivation gone, he could only lie low by Jin Changjue's side and wait for an opportunity. The immortal army stormed into the demonic sect, and Jin Changjue cut down one blood-red head after another. Jun Qingwu, usually untouched by worldly grime, was drenched in the stench of blood, more like a demon from hell than the enemy across from him. When Xie Jiangshi brought Jin Changjue a hangover remedy, he had hidden a poisoned dagger beneath the tray. He would risk his life to protect the demonic sect. But then, when he pushed open the door, he saw Jin Changjue staring at a portrait. A little drunk, he murmured softly: "Xie Jiangshi, I'm avenging you. Can you see me?" "Are you angry?" "Why don't you climb out of your coffin and fight me?" "Xie Jiangshi, I miss you..." Xie Jiangshi's hand trembled slightly. I thought of you as my rival, but you want us to be spouses? Wait, there's something else... You're so much stronger than me. How did you manage to fight me to a draw all these years? Theme: Striving to catch up with the brightest light