Blurb:
Shen Yanshi is the foremost immortal cultivator of the righteous path, breathtakingly handsome, cool, and self-possessed. Once, when he was injured, a woman saved him.
His injuries were severe, so Shen Yanshi had to stay there for a while. The two of them lived together in the mountains for half a year.
Ning Wan was a mortal, gentle and sweet-natured, like a kind and considerate confidante.
She never asked about his identity or his past. Yet every time he returned from practicing his sword, tea at just the right temperature was always waiting for him in the bamboo hut. Whenever he came home late, a lamp was always left burning for him beneath the eaves.
As Shen Yanshi watched her delicate figure beneath the candlelight, his gaze grew darker and darker.
Then one day, he saw that the “fragile” confidante had run a sword through another woman's heart.
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Ning Wan was a demon enchantress. One day, she encountered a man dressed in white, so dazzlingly pale he seemed like an immortal who had descended from heaven. She fell for him at first sight.
Ning Wan had been domineering since childhood. She would stop at nothing to get what she wanted, so she staged a scene to get close to Shen Yanshi.
When Shen Yanshi was around, she was a thoughtful and understanding confidante. The moment he turned his back, she was still the ruthless, venomous beauty she had always been.
One day, she had just dealt with a woman who had designs on Shen Yanshi with a single stroke of her sword. When she turned around, she saw him standing behind her, watching her with a complicated expression.
Ning Wan: ...
Oops, she was caught.
She turned to run, only to see his black hair turn white in an instant. Demonic markings appeared on his jade-like face, and he was suddenly right in front of her. “Where are you going?”
His long fingers closed around her throat. Shen Yanshi slowly leaned down, his breath icy cold:
“To see the old demon lover who climbed through your window the day before yesterday? Or the male escort who flirted with you yesterday?”
Ning Wan: ...?!
Which one of them is the real black-hearted schemer?
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Half of the blood flowing through Shen Yanshi's body is demonic. When he was young, he was left homeless and suffered constant abuse.
At the most wretched moment of his life, a girl descended from the heavens and saved him.
He always remembered her in red, her eyes and brows brimming with wild confidence.
She said, “If you want to repay me, then live well. A face as beautiful as yours would look wonderful in white someday.”
For those words, he cultivated like a man possessed. From then on, his wardrobe held nothing but white clothes.
That day, he heard she would be passing by and deliberately took a detour to see her. Who would have guessed she would approach him of her own accord?
Shen Yanshi was delighted, but uneasy too.
The moment his secret was exposed, her first instinct was indeed to run. Shen Yanshi could no longer suppress the violence raging inside him.
On countless nights thereafter, he pinned the girl beneath him, kissing the corners of her tear-damp eyes again and again. His strange, mesmerizing pupils were full of madness:
“Wanwan, how do you know that every time you came closer wasn't because I made it happen?”
Theme: Treat others with sincerity.
