Fifteen years after Yu Qingchi died, there are still good stories about her martyrdom to save the world and the people.
Everyone admired her righteousness, pitied her for her deep love, and praised her for her unparalleled love with her Taoist companion.
Only she herself knows——
She was personally destroyed by her beloved Taoist companion, dug up the golden elixir, and sealed her soul in purgatory.
The so-called good stories are all lies he spun.
Once she returned, she was reduced to a useless person with rotten immortal roots.
The past has been forgotten, but the hatred remains.
In this life, I will not be nostalgic for my old love, I will not believe lies, and I will not be anyone's white moonlight.
Hibernating with humiliation, working step by step, tearing apart the hypocrisy of the Immortal Sect, and recovering the blood debt of the sea of blood.
The honor of the past has been shattered, but now Nirvana has returned.
The road is long and the grievances are clear. This disaster must be reversed and this hatred must be repaid.
Warm reminder for reading: This article is written in a way that the plot first induces emotions, and then the emotions and plot complement each other.
Intention: My destiny is up to me and not up to God.