He saved a slave from dying.
The man's body was covered in blood and flesh, and his muscles and bones were broken. It was extremely difficult to crawl forward even with his hands on his body.
He used all the precious medicinal materials to keep him alive, and even ruined his own cultivation for many years.
All the immortal officials scolded him for being sick and warned him that arbitrarily intervening in the cause and effect of mortals would destroy his own cultivation foundation.
But he just looked at the little slave with some obsession: "He is dead, where can I find a face that looks so similar to Master?"
He has coveted this man for three hundred years, and he chases after him with all his strength, following in his footsteps. All he wants is to be by his side at all times.
But after the master ascended, he simply abandoned him, disappeared without a trace, and never looked at him again.
He touched the little slave's head and chuckled:
"I saved you, and I don't ask for anything in return. I just want you to stay with me for a while, so that we can be together."
He looked at the little slave's shining eyes, and raised the corners of his lips rather viciously.
Finally, after confirming that the other party couldn't live without him, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared without a trace.
Once the master abandoned him, he also abandoned this little substitute. It was only fair.
They are just mortals after all, nothing more than playthings.
But he didn't expect that decades later, the ghost world would be in turmoil. He was captured during the war, his meridians were completely severed, and he was shackled and trapped in a dungeon.
He closed his eyes, already prepared to be tortured to the point of losing his mind.
But he saw that the legendary ghost king suddenly had a face that he was most familiar with.
The man was approaching step by step. His scalp was numb and he wanted to retreat, but he only hit the cold iron railing.
He watched helplessly as his slave, his master, easily grabbed his throat, inserted his knees into his legs, and smiled through gritted teeth:
"Audacious beast... Master, come to settle the score?"
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# Mineclearance See the end of Chapter 1
Intention: Break through the shackles and break the rules
