He raised me for eighteen years, but I betrayed him and joined the righteous sect. Gu Qingge, tell me, am I an ungrateful wretch?
Senior Brother Murong, you left the darkness for the light. How could you be?
But my heart hurts so much.
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That day, the wind and snow blurred the world.
The cliffs of Tianjue were utterly deserted.
Gu Zhuoyi sat before the Blissful Grotto, slowly drinking from a jug of wine. Then he saw a familiar figure walking toward him through the wind and snow, step by step. He slowly curled his lips into a frivolous smile.
He asked, "Sword God, have you come to the Demon Cavern to exterminate evil?"
The person looked bewildered and pointed at his own chest. "Master, my heart hurts so much."
Tsk.
Gu Zhuoyi laughed. "How strange. Does the Heartless Path have a heart, too?"
The person said nothing.
His lips pressed together into the same stubborn line as when he was young.
He stood there dazed for a moment, then turned and silently left.
If Gu Zhuoyi had known this was the last time in his life he would ever see Murong Fengzhi,
he would have kept him there that day, by any means necessary.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Three days later, Murong Fengzhi, Master of Buwu Peak, self-destructed amid the tribulation clouds.
From then on, there was no more Peerless Sword God in the world.
Nor was there any more Heavenly Demon of Kong Sang.
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A thousand years later, in an outer residence of the Gu family in the Lower Immortal Realm, a dead man opened his eyes.
At that instant, the stars shifted in their courses. In an immortal palace in a distant, ethereal place, a white stone was placed on a chessboard.
Before being reborn:
Charming, unruly Heavenly Demon × cold, heartless sword cultivator
After being reborn:
Easygoing master who just wants to lie flat × hard-working, competitive disciple
#In both his past and present lives, the master is unconventional, and the top is the most beautiful one
#There are misunderstandings, but they will be resolved. The villains are to blame for everything.
#Don't argue over who owes whom. Love cannot be assigned a price tag.
#Male-lead-centered cultivation progression
Core message: Haha
