Anyway, She's a Wicked Woman

It was a late-autumn morning, and the sky was still dark. A thin, pale mist hung over the mountain below, and heavy dewdrops clung to the tips of withered leaves by her feet.

The air was damp, cold, and thin.

She gazed at the summit of Qian Niao Mountain, breathing in the damp, cold air of Qian Ji Sect for the first and last time. She raised her fingertips and gently, slowly traced the corner of her lips.

That was the direction of Senior Brother Wen... of Zhou Jin Tower.

Her fingertip traveled along the corner of her mouth, inch by inch, pressing inward. Almost obsessively, trying to commit the sensation to memory, she traced her still-moist lower lip again and again. As she rubbed it, the moisture dried. Yu Ying suddenly wondered:

Would Senior Brother still be able to take care of himself after she left?

Whatever happened, he would probably have to find a new servant.

She had secretly learned the Joyful Evil Art and stolen her master's primordial yang, breaking the celibacy vow he had kept for twenty-five years.

She had committed such a grave crime. She would never return to Qian Niao Mountain.

She was going to become an Earthbound Immortal.

Theme: Focusing on yourself will bring rewards