Beneath the peace and prosperity of the mortal realm and the immortal domains lie countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. A hundred years ago, the great demon He Lingjun betrayed his master and murdered his own family, slaughtered the human race, and lost all trace of humanity. The various immortal sects joined forces to hunt him down, and only after expending immense effort did they finally kill him, bringing about the peaceful life people have enjoyed these past years.
Everyone knows his evil reputation. Even after more than fifty years, his name still makes people's hair stand on end. Many who feared he might still be alive traveled from continent to continent to investigate, while the immortal sects remained on guard. They found no sign of him. Just as everyone believed He Lingjun truly dead and let down their guard, the sight of corpses strewn across the land appeared before them once more. Blood seeped into the words on the city wall, announcing the demon's return.
He Lingjun's atrocities spread far and wide, and the world was gripped by the fear that he had come back to life.
Zhang Fulai, a hundred and eight thousand miles from that little city, sighed. “He Lingjun, He Lingjun, you really are impossible to kill.”
Zhang Fulai couldn't help but remark, “Of the ten people you meet, eight have a grudge against He Lingjun, and the other two have a blood feud with him.”
Everyone nodded in agreement. Meng Qing said nothing, quietly holding on to his grudge.
A few things to note: A coming-of-age story with a small ensemble cast. Nobody is perfect, and everyone has their little flaws.
The author's writing is at an elementary school level. If you don't like it, please move along. Thank you.
The top who acts indifferent but cares desperately x the bottom who acts indifferent but is petty and holds grudges
Theme: No matter how many storms we weather, we still hold true to our original convictions.
