Gou Xia was reborn.
As she died in her previous life, Gou Xia watched with her own eyes as the souls of three thousand members of her clan fell into hell.
Yet the murderer, the goddess Xuan Luo, stood on a lotus throne, holding a pure-water vase and worshipped by the world.
The artifact was supposed to be a sacred treasure of the Buddha, yet in her hands it slaughtered living beings. How could she be a goddess?
Gou Xia hated her, despising her haughty, arrogant pride.
With her memories of her previous life, Gou Xia was reborn in the body of a beautiful deer demon and became an orphan whom Xuan Luo had rescued from a tiger's jaws.
Gou Xia ingratiated herself with Xuan Luo, cutting flesh from her own thigh to treat her wounds and gathering dew and seeking medicine for her.
She made Xuan Luo fall desperately in love with her, just as Gou Xia herself hated Xuan Luo to the bone.
Gou Xia did all this for one reason: one day, she would ruin Xuan Luo's ten thousand years of cultivation and her thousand-year body, making her fall from her divine pedestal.
She would make Xuan Luo suffer as much as Gou Xia had in this life, wishing she were dead.
At last, one day, when the flowers of the other shore in the depths of hell turned gold, Xuan Luo shielded Gou Xia and was reduced to ashes.
Gou Xia had hated her so much, but why did she regret it when Xuan Luo truly died before her eyes?
Later, when Gou Xia saw in the Book of Life and Death the fate of the three evil paths awaiting her in both her past and present lives, she realized she might have hated the wrong person...
Xuan Luo had fallen from the divine throne and vanished in hell to cleanse the resentment that had sunk deep into Gou Xia's bones from her past life.
Later, Gou Xia commanded the demonic path, did every evil deed imaginable, and looked down on a wicked world. She guarded that patch of golden flowers of the other shore, hoping Xuan Luo would come back and reprimand her as she used to.
"Xuan Luo, look, I've made another mistake. Come out..."
[Dragon princess who commits every kind of evil, gong x Goddess of the Buddha's lotus throne, shou]
First version of the synopsis: The actual story is in third person, but this synopsis is in first person.
I was reborn.
As I died in my previous life, I watched with my own eyes as the souls of three thousand members of my clan fell into hell.
Yet the murderer, the goddess Xuan Luo, stood on a lotus throne, holding a pure-water vase and worshipped by everyone.
The artifact was supposed to be a sacred treasure of the Buddha, yet in her hands it slaughtered living beings. How could she be a goddess?
I hated her, despising her haughty, arrogant pride.
With my memories of my previous life, I was reborn in the body of a beautiful deer demon and became an orphan she had rescued from a tiger's jaws.
I ingratiated myself with her, cutting flesh from my own thigh to treat her wounds and gathering dew and seeking medicine for her.
I made her fall desperately in love with me, just as I hated her to the bone.
I did all this for one reason: one day, I would ruin her ten thousand years of cultivation and her thousand-year body, making her fall from her divine pedestal.
I would make her suffer as much as I had in this life, wishing she were dead.
At last, one day, when the flowers of the other shore in the depths of hell turned gold, she shielded me and was reduced to ashes.
I had hated her so much, but why did I regret it when she truly died before my eyes?
Later, I saw in the Book of Life and Death the fate of the three evil paths awaiting me in both my past and present lives.
Only then did I realize I might have hated the wrong person...
She had fallen from the divine throne and vanished in hell to cleanse the resentment that had sunk deep into my bones from my past life.
Later, I commanded the demonic path, did every evil deed imaginable, and looked down on a wicked world. I guarded that patch of golden flowers of the other shore, hoping she would come back and reprimand me as she used to.
"Xuan Luo, look, I've made another mistake. Come out..."
Theme: The world may have wronged you, but I'll wait for you.
