[A truly black-hearted, sweet-on-the-outside heroine x a carefree, uninhibited hero]
The six realms had enjoyed ten thousand years of peace, until the Ghost Lord Lou Yue appeared out of nowhere. She wielded the sword through the path of ghosts, sweeping across the six realms and leaving the land devastated, its people crying out in anguish.
Even Shen Zhi, the Sword Lord who had made a name for himself at a young age and possessed extraordinary talent, could not match her sharpness. The six realms fell.
Shen Zhi had been a swordsmanship prodigy since childhood, the darling of Heaven in every sense. With a face like an immortal's, wherever he went, countless young talents trembled at the sight of him.
Even so, he was defeated by Lou Yue in swordsmanship.
People imagined the Ghost Lord Lou Yue as an old, faded woman, and Shen Zhi thought the same.
It was only at the battle on Mount Fanjing that he learned how beautiful Lou Yue truly was. One glimpse of her left an impression he could never forget: a face like Guanyin's, phoenix eyes, and a gaze as cold and indifferent as ice, incapable of pity for anything in the world.
"Another fool who doesn't know his own limits," Lou Yue said scornfully.
The battle lasted three days. Shen Zhi lost.
A cold sword pressed against the young man's jade-like chin. "Have you decided how you want to die?"
Lou Yue stood above him, looking down with merciless eyes. A single glance from her could send a person falling into the deepest hell.
Shen Zhi did not answer. He only looked at her with a trace of pity.
"Is that pity in your eyes? Who do you think you are?"
"I..." Before Shen Zhi could finish, Lou Yue slashed his throat with her sword. The Sword Lord fell.
After Shen Zhi's death, no one in the six realms could stand against Lou Yue. Within just a few years, the six realms lay in ruins. Heaven sacrificed itself to bring the six realms back to life.
After the six realms were restored, Shen Zhi's heart softened as he watched Lou Yue look toward him again and again. "Lou Yue, come to me. I'll pull you out of hell."
Lou Yue scoffed, laughing to herself at how naive and foolish this Heaven's favored son was.
Later, Lou Yue abandoned the cultivation world and took up the path of ghosts through the sword, repeating her past. Then she asked, "I've committed a grave wrong. Are you still willing to pull me out?"
"I am."
Theme: Even in the direst of circumstances, hold fast to your resolve
