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In her previous life, Chi Wanyin died on a snowy morning at the hands of the senior sister she had hated all her life.
Before she died, her senior sister who was always aloof just sighed in a low voice, "Junior sister, why are you doing this?"
What followed was the sharp pain of a sharp blade piercing his chest.
Chi Wanyin hates Song Qingtang. She hates that she is so talented that she is invincible at a young age. She also hates that she always wins the favor of her master and other elders. But what she hates most is that she pretends to be alms and pity to her despite being superior. It is really disgusting.
As the years went by, this hatred not only did not disappear, but even intensified, until Chi Wanyin couldn't bear it anymore and almost killed her.
Because of this crime, she was stripped of her spiritual roots by the Discipline Hall and could no longer practice. Unwilling to do so, Chi Wanyin defected from the sect and became a demon cultivator.
The two met again just before she died. Chi Wanyin was no longer able to hate her anymore. After all, she was down and out at the end of her life.
Death might be a kind of relief for her, but what Chi Wanyin didn't expect was that she was reborn. The inexplicable hatred in her previous life had disappeared, and she didn't want to do magic cultivation again.
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For Song Qingtang, practicing and then attaining the truth is the most important thing in her life.
Unfortunately, she met her junior sister Chi Wanyin. At first, it was just out of pity that she took good care of her, and the two of them looked like junior sisters in harmony.
Until Chi Wanyin planted the Concentric Gu with her in order to save her, everything seemed to be different.
Song Qingtang also didn't expect that she would give up her path later for her junior sister. All she did was to resurrect her dead junior sister.
In the early stage, the flower of the high mountain is actually easy to get along with. In the later stage, the paranoid female ghost senior sister is aggressive.
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Once Cen Qingsi died, the only thing he couldn't bear to part with before his death was his yet-to-be-grown traitor.
She didn't expect that she would live again after her death, but this time she became a mortal without any magic power.
Fortunately, a sect of cultivating immortals was recruiting disciples. Seeing that she had talent for cultivating immortals, they recruited Cen Qingsi into the sect to practice magic.
After entering the school, Cen Qingsi became the master's disciple and became a true disciple. However, she never expected that the master would be her rebellious disciple who had not yet grown up.
Behind the curtain, she, who used to like colorful clothes the most, was dressed in plain white, looking cold and aloof, but Cen Qingsi's mood was not uncomplicated.
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After losing Cen Qingsi, Yao Zhenxue lived alone for hundreds of years. Everyone in the sect knew that the fallen former head was her only untouchable opponent, and even her name was a taboo that could never be mentioned.
But no one expected that the always cold and arrogant leader would seem to be a completely different person in front of his new disciple.
She would tie up the cloak for her with gentle words, and would be the first to stand in front of her when in danger.
But only Cen Qingsi knew that on the day her identity was exposed, her always arrogant apprentice pinned her down on the case and kissed her while crying.
Seemingly cold-blooded, in fact, he is madly criticizing his apprentice and attacking his hard-tongued, soft-hearted, arrogant master.
Demining: Attacking non-kind characters, extremely protective of shortcomings, going crazy when encountering and receiving related things.
Intention: Already aware of the vastness of the universe, I still pity the green grass and trees.