As the former number one swordsman, Suyue was the pride of heaven and was admired by everyone.
But later, her sword core was damaged and she could no longer hold the sword. All those admirers turned into contempt overnight.
One time when she was slaying an evil spirit, she picked up a young boy from the pile of flesh and blood. The young man has a charming face, but his temper is tolerant and quiet, as obedient as a harmless little white rabbit.
She connected his tendons, taught him the way of swordsmanship, and cultivated him carefully, thinking that one day he could inherit her mantle. But that young man had been hiding it from her from the very beginning. He was a Rakshasa, the most vicious ghost in the world, and there was no way he could embark on the right path from the very beginning.
Su Yue's subordinates would never tolerate evil deeds, so she personally cleaned up the door and sealed him to the underworld with thirty-three seals.
The sea of darkness is treacherous, and there is no way out.
Under the thirty-three seals, his muscles and veins were completely severed, and he could not stand up. However, he gritted his teeth, dragged his broken body, crawled in front of her and grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Taoist Master... I never wanted to harm you."
She cut her robe, and the remaining spiritual energy crushed his finger bones.
Later, the mountain pillars fell and the world was in chaos.
She almost dispersed in order to confront Rakshasa, but when she was dying, she saw him again.
The demonic lines on his face were dazzling and eerie, and his expression brushed against her fingertips, but it protected her heart.
"Long time no see, Taoist Priest."
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Intention: This life is dark, this heart is bright
