My Dao Companion, the Immortal Venerable, Regrets Killing Me

Su Jingqiu and her wife, Chen Ningshi, had been childhood sweethearts for more than a decade before finally becoming a couple. But after they married, her wife's illness grew worse day by day, until the blood she coughed up could stain half a handkerchief red. She heard that the immortal sects beneath the Ninth Heaven had gathered, and that spiritual energy could prolong a mortal's life. Carrying her dying wife on her back, she set out alone to climb the nine-tiered stairway.

On the day the sect bestowed the life-prolonging pill, Chen Ningshi, dressed in plain white and blue, folded herself into Su Jingqiu's arms. Her cold fingertips brushed Su Jingqiu's cheek. Frail and beautiful beyond compare, she murmured, "You must... take care of yourself."

But when Su Jingqiu, having won first place in the trial, came running with the immortal jade medicine bottle clutched in her hand, all she found was a cold corpse.

Her wife had willingly died for her.

The immortal jade medicine bottle clattered to the ground. Su Jingqiu collapsed before her wife, overcome with grief.

To seize the Life Spirit Pill, said to bring the dead back to life, Su Jingqiu severed her own heart meridians and fought her way into the secret realm. But just as her bloodied hand was about to touch the radiant spirit pill, a sword coated in frost pierced through her chest from behind.

As the last trace of life faded away, a breeze swept aside the white veil of Su Jingqiu's hat. With her breath dying out, she recognized the peerlessly beautiful face of her wife, who had been dead for days.

So her wife was no ordinary mortal. She was the aloof and exalted Immortal Venerable from the Ninth Heaven.

So their meeting had been a calculated scheme from the very beginning, a moon reflected in water and a flower in a mirror, all bestowed upon her by an immortal.

So she had been nothing more than the Immortal Venerable's tribulation of love.

With the tribulation overcome, there was no longer any need for a pawn like Su Jingqiu. She died at the hands of the wife she loved most.

Yet in her final moments before being killed, she was still worrying that her filthy hands might affect the medicine's potency if they touched the spirit pill.

Chen Ningshi believed she had been born only for the world and lived only for all living beings, that love and passion had long since faded away.

But as blood stained the edge of her shoe and the warm jade stone that symbolized their love crumbled to dust, wisps of demonic energy suddenly welled up in her heart.

The Immortal Venerable, once free of desire and emotion, began to succumb to her inner demon at the very moment she killed her Dao companion.

#Reader advisory

#The author's preference is for obsessive madmen.

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