Ruan Ci is a little fool.
His body is covered in burn scars, his mind is impaired, and everyone in the immortal sects can bully him.
Even though he is the only disciple of the Divine Lord Qin Yue.
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Qin Yue is cruel, violent, cold, and merciless. He is the foremost sword cultivator of the Heartless Dao, just one stroke of fate away from ascension.
Everyone knows that Ruan Ci is the opportunity he has prepared for himself.
Only the little fool, for the sake of an orange lantern and a few words, foolishly gave him all his heart.
Even when Qin Yue's temper was as fickle as the wind, and his fierce sword energy cut Ruan Ci to ribbons.
It was all right. Master hadn't meant to do it.
Even when Qin Yue took on a new disciple of astonishing talent and often neglected him.
It was all right. Master hadn't meant to do it.
Even when Qin Yue personally cut out his core to save someone else, then abandoned him without a backward glance amid the three thousand seals of the Demonfall Cavern.
It was all right...
Ruan Ci leaped from the mountain peak. "I don't want the orange lantern anymore. The Heartless Dao you seek, I'll give it all to you..."
The little fool had never been a fool.
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Far away, Qin Yue hurried back. His spiritual power surged, and the final bottleneck in the Heartless Dao, which had stalled for years, broke through in an instant.
He had attained the Great Dao.
Qin Yue froze for a moment. The next second, his eyes nearly split with anguish...
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In the 13,724th year of Cangxuan, the God of War Qin Yue attained the Great Dao.
That same year, Qin Yue slew an ancient ferocious beast and used his heart's blood to refine a Soul-Restoring Bone-Shaping Pill. Alone, he broke through the three thousand seals, slaughtered his way through the Demonfall Cavern, and retrieved every severed limb.
The following year, Qin Yue descended into utter madness. Wielding his sword, he charged into the foremost immortal sect and killed seventy-four disciples who had bullied Ruan Ci. All he found were two shards of a broken jade bracelet and a ruined orange lantern.
Three months later, Qin Yue knelt before every god and Buddha in heaven, clutching a few severed limbs. His expression was crazed, his eyes bloodshot, and his cries rang with despair...
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A hundred years later, a Divine Lord arrived at the foot of the immortal sect's mountain. His long black hair trailed on the ground, his features were breathtaking, and a Frost Pillow Flower blazed between his brows.
The mark of the Heartless Dao perfected.
He said his name was Ruan Ci.
#Ruan Ci, a name that has struck fear into the realms of gods, demons, and mortals for hundreds of years#
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