How Did the Ghost King I Was Wooing Turn Into an Immortal Lord?!

On the day Hua Yishu became a disciple, her master gave her a mission: win over the Lord of the Ten Domains, the greatest villain of the age, master of the world-ending demon sword, and Ghost King of Youdu.

Hua Yishu: I can't win over that many people.

Her master looked at her peerlessly beautiful face. “Good girl, don't play dumb.”

Hua Yishu: But I'm only a Qi Refining disciple!

Then, cursing her master for being a coward, she was picked up and tossed into a space-time vortex.

In the blink of an eye, she arrived three hundred years in the past. The fearsome Ghost King was now a seventeen-year-old boy.

In Hua Yishu's imagination, as the master of a world-ending demon sword, Ghost King Li Yu must have been cruel, violent, and ruthless, slaughtering innocents. With such a twisted and depraved personality, he must have had a miserable childhood.

But when she arrived, she found that he was the young lord of the prestigious Li clan from three hundred years ago, a gifted heir to the family, beloved by his parents and surrounded by friends. His life wasn't miserable at all!

Hua Yishu: He had such a good life and still turned into a monster. He must have been born evil! Why bother winning him over? Of course I should kill him while he's still young!

Later, Hua Yishu completes her mission and returns to the present, three hundred years later.

The Ghost King is no more. In his place is Li Huaiying, the Three-Life Sword Master who guards the frontier and keeps demons and monsters beyond the borders.

Li Yu, courtesy name Huaiying.

Li Huaiying is a sword prodigy of boundless merit, as handsome as he is renowned, a precious jade of Kunshan.

He has only one flaw: he is far too particular about his appearance. His robes must be spotless, his hair perfectly in place, and the first thing he does after battle is tidy himself up.

Yet he is not a warm person, but taciturn and cold as ice. No one can understand him. Until one day, Hua Yishu, a wanted criminal who has thrown the human world into chaos, falls right into his hands.

Li Huaiying grips her hand tightly, eyes red as he murmurs, “What took you so long...”

Li Huaiying knows Hua Yishu comes from the future, but he doesn't know which year or day she comes from. So every day, he keeps himself immaculate, hoping to reunite with her looking his very best.

One century, two centuries, three centuries...

Dark thoughts crowd Li Huaiying's heart: The next time they meet, he will definitely kill her!

At last, they meet again, and he suddenly knows with absolute certainty that three hundred years are no more than a fleeting instant.

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