1
The sect had just taken in a new junior sister. She was beautiful and kindhearted, exceptionally talented, and above all, absurdly lucky. Everyone in the sect adored her.
Ye Fuxing never imagined that because of her, everyone would turn against him. His closest friend would cut ties with him, his junior brother would draw his sword to kill him, and the person he loved would take the blood from his heart to save her.
His master, whom he regarded as a father, went even further. Because the junior sister said she was afraid he would take revenge, his master ripped out his single-element ice spiritual root and ended his path to immortality.
Covered in wounds, Ye Fuxing looked at the people who despised him and laughed in despair before leaping into the South Nether Sea.
2
The South Nether Sea was also known as the Sea of the Yellow Springs. Its waters were black and icy, and any living thing that passed through it was doomed to die.
That was because it was home to a domineering nine-headed snake emperor.
One day, a person fell from the sky into the sea. He was cold, silent, and motionless, sitting blankly every day like a stone.
Only when the South Sea Jiao secretly wrapped his tail around the man's waist would the man show a little spark of life and slap the tail away.
So the South Sea Jiao never tired of wrapping his tail around the man's waist.
Over his three hundred years in the South Nether Sea, Ye Fuxing struggled in the depths of despair, holding on through hatred, all for the day he could reclaim justice.
He never expected to be reborn. It was the very day the sect was recruiting disciples, and the junior sister entered the sect at that same time.
At this point, Ye Fuxing was still the sect master's brilliant and distinguished first disciple, admired by everyone. He had yet to meet the miserable fate that awaited him.
Under the bright sun, Ye Fuxing smiled. The heavens had not been blind. They had sent this vengeful ghost back to the living world.
3
During those three hundred years in the South Nether Sea, the snake's tail had wrapped around more than Ye Fuxing's waist. It had also wound itself around his heart.
Thinking of the snake who had learned that he was afraid of the dark and had secretly coated every black scale on his body with luminous pearl powder, Ye Fuxing's lips curled into a faint smile.
You stupid snake. I'm afraid of the dark, not of black snakes.
Cold beauty, ruthless but afraid of the dark, shou VS a loyal attack who is good only to his shou, snake emperor
Reader's Guide
1. Everyone gets their comeuppance. There will be no forgiveness.
2. The shou is ruthless. A satisfying revenge story.
3. Classic cultivation novel.
Theme: Give yourself a hug