After My Death, the Immortal Venerable Became a Demon for My Sake

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Song Wangxiao transmigrated into a book, becoming a cannon-fodder character in a xianxia novel.

When she first arrived in a certain place, her instincts told her it was extremely dangerous, and that everyone there was eyeing her life.

Song Wangxiao wisely chose to run. But on the way, she came across a beautiful woman, battered and wounded from battle.

The beauty had a cool, distant air, and her eyes seemed to hold endless frost and snow. For her own reasons, Song Wangxiao decided to take the amnesiac woman along as they fled together.

The beauty was injured and would spit blood after only a few steps. Feeling guilty, Song Wangxiao took even more meticulous care of her.

Later, Song Wangxiao began to care about the woman's feelings and every shift in her mood. When she learned she was destined to die, her first worry was whether the woman would be heartbroken and grieve when she was gone.

She told the beauty that she would be away for a while and that there was no need to worry. She would come back for her.

The beauty only smiled faintly.

On the battlefield between immortals and demons, Song Wangxiao remembered her fate and walked straight toward the most exalted person there. Yet all she could think about was how the woman would cope with the years of grief after her death.

Then came the sound of a sharp blade slicing through cloth. She saw the person wielding the sword dressed in white, with a face eerily familiar, yet utterly cold in a way she had never seen before.

The woman was still beautiful, still noble. But the shy, watery look she used to give Song Wangxiao was gone.

It turned out that everything Song Wangxiao had experienced before was no more than a dream granted to her by an immortal out of pity, an illusion like a reflection in water.

At last, she understood what that smile meant. It was a laugh at her foolishness and her wishful thinking, with not a trace of love for her.

Song Wangxiao smiled bitterly. Using the last of her spiritual power, she laughed as her divine breath faded away.

“Congratulations, Immortal Venerable. You have seen through the path of ruthlessness and attained godhood at last.”

Song Wangxiao went to her death in despair, never seeing the blood-red eyes of Jiang Cishuang before she closed her own.

It was said that the Qinghuai Immortal Venerable, chosen by the Heavenly Dao, was destined to be the only person in the heavens to attain godhood in a thousand years. Yet overnight, her hair turned white and she fell into demonic cultivation.

The world only knew that the Qinghuai Immortal Venerable had lost her beloved in the battle between immortals and demons, and, unable to bear the demonic energy, had fallen to the demonic path. From then on, Qinghuai was no more.

But no one knew how the fallen Immortal Venerable, dressed in blood-soaked white and holding the lifeless woman in her arms, stared blankly ahead as blood and tears stained her clothes.

#She's already dead. Who is she putting on this act for?#

#Reader Advisory#

*The premise is still the same, but the blurb has been revised to fit the story better.

*The Immortal Venerable really does go mad: she's possessive and completely unhinged. In modern terms, she's a psycho. At first she doesn't know what love is, and only gradually comes to understand it while pursuing her wife.

*The author's personal favorite, with a taste for crazy women and melodramatic, unhinged romance.

Wen Chuihan had a gentle, lovely wife. They had been in love for five years, but her wife fell gravely ill and suffered from pain every day. It broke Wen Chuihan's heart. When she learned that the only way to save her was to find a sect in a place rich with spiritual energy, Wen Chuihan quickly packed their things and immediately set off with her wife.

At the sect, Wen Chuihan sought a master, and she and her wife were given a place to live. But her wife's health kept deteriorating until she finally died during one of Wen Chuihan's trials. Overcome with grief, Wen Chuihan learned of a secret realm containing a spirit pill that could bring the dead back to life and hurried there. Inside, everyone turned on her. Just as she was about to destroy her meridians and seize the pill, a sharp blade pierced her heart.

Wen Chuihan collapsed only a few feet from the pill. Looking up, she saw the person's veil shift, revealing a face as ethereally beautiful as her wife's.

It turned out that her wife, Chen Ningshi, was no mortal. She was a supreme Immortal Venerable who had descended to undergo a trial, and Wen Chuihan was merely one of the tribulations of love in her path.

With the tribulation over, Wen Chuihan, a mere pawn, was no longer needed. She died at the hands of the wife she loved most.

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