1.
On the one hundred and seventh day of being besieged, Yu Fuling finally appeared before everyone's eyes.
Beneath the sheer cliffs, mist shrouded the scene. Among the dense crowd, she saw a flash of vivid red.
It was her childhood friend, Bai Jue, dressed in his wedding robes. Today should have been his joyous wedding day with his junior sister, yet he had traveled a great distance to see her off on her final journey.
Her enemies continued to denounce her without pause. She looked at him calmly, a self-mocking, helpless smile at the corners of her mouth.
A moment later, under Bai Jue's horrified, shattered gaze, Yu Fuling clenched the sword in her hand and pressed it to her throat. Her hand rose, then the sword fell. Without warning, she took her own life.
Her body fell into the void. Cold wind poured into her sleeves as they fluttered, and she plummeted like a wild goose spreading its wings
When she hit the ground, a great swath of red spread out, surpassing even the red of his wedding robe.
The grudges that had entangled them for months were settled once and for all that day.
As she closed her eyes, she saw a figure in black stumble toward her and gather her cold body into his arms.
It was raining heavily that day. The rain fell hard, and she could not make out his face.
2.
Yu Fuling opened her eyes and found herself back in the days when she was studying at White Spirit Mountain.
Given a new chance at life, she noticed the young man in pale robes, the one she had once forgotten and kept at a distance.
Ling Qingchen was a genius in medicinal cultivation, but he was also a remnant of the demon and ghost clans.
The disciples whispered behind his back that though he wore a human face, the blood flowing through him was the foulest and most despicable in the world.
Demons and ghosts had no hearts. They were cold in their affections and skilled at manipulating others.
Stay away from him.
Yu Fuling remembered him. His birth mother had been the revered Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan, while his father was the sovereign of both the demon and ghost realms.
After peace came to the Six Realms, he was kept as a hostage at the immortal mountain and placed under a spirit-binding curse. Her martial uncle valued his talent for refining medicine and made a special exception to let him come and go freely.
In her previous life, Yu Fuling, like the rest of her fellow disciples, had never once looked him in the eye. But in this life, she needed an antidote, and found it difficult to ignore him.
To Yu Fuling, it was nothing at all. To him, however, it was one endless humiliation after another.
The young man straightened his clothes, trying to cover the red marks from fingernails on his neck. He looked at her with utter coldness, said nothing, and walked away.
3.
The white magnolias were in full bloom. She went to get medicine from Ling Qingchen and glimpsed the young man's cold, injured features through the window lattice. He was gazing lovingly at a portrait on the wall, and the person in it was... her.
But no one knew that during the eight hundred years after her death, the young man she had forgotten had exhausted his cultivation to avenge her, cutting down every last one of her enemies with his sword.
By day, corpses lay scattered inside and outside the ghost city, and blood ran in rivers. Yet he came alone to the mourning hall.
He wiped the blood from his hands, carefully gathered her bones, and carried her into the spirit coffin he had crafted with his own hands. Then he lay down beside her, and slept there forever.
[Two-faced beauty with a split personality x fiercely devoted, bad-boy-coded loyal puppy]
[Content warnings + melodrama + notes]
1. The blurb was written carelessly and will be revised later. The general outline will stay the same, but this is very melodramatic!!
2. The female lead is adored by everyone. She's an over-the-top Mary Sue and incredibly beautiful.
3. The setting is fictional, with heaps of original elements. This is not a conventional cultivation story.
4. Happy ending.
Theme: Breaking free from a toxic enabler
