"Bai Xuechao, do you think he will like you? He will eventually become an immortal!"
Yuan Ya looked at the woman lying on the ground, blood pouring from the corner of her mouth.
"Seriously? He asked you to do this?"
Yuan Ya chuckled softly. It was true that some people could be so stupid. Her father was right. As long as people fall in love, they are the easiest puppets to manipulate.
Bai Xuechao looked at the refining cauldron, blazing fire spurting out.
I was born for him. If I can help him become a god, I can protect the Yao clan...
Purpose: Don't give up your original self for illusory things