The late winter frost and snow covered the mountain road with the wail of jackdaws. When I was walking deep into the Cangwu Forest with my hands behind my back, I suddenly heard the crisp sound of dead branches breaking. Following the sound, a thin figure was huddled in the snow. The gray coarse cloth jacket was stained with mud. A seven-year-old child was holding half a piece of frozen pancake, and was forced to the edge of the cliff by three hungry gray wolves.
"Don't be afraid, young man." I swept the whisk lightly, and the cold sword energy instantly froze the wolf's claws. The moment the child raised his little face, I saw the stubborn spark dancing in his eyes - there was a fresh scratch under his left eye with blood oozing out, but he was biting his lower lip and refused to cry.
"Thank you, immortal!" He staggered over and hugged my legs, with the remaining thorns of the wild rose still stuck in his hair. When I lowered my head, I met his suddenly bright eyes: "Can you take me away? My mother-in-law said there is a place where gods live outside the mountain..."
The little body in his arms was trembling, and his knuckles were calluses from years of hard work. I sighed softly and took off my outer robe to wrap him up. The jade bell on my wrist rang softly with the movement: "From today on, you are a disciple of Qingshuang Palace." He suddenly grabbed my sleeves, and his warm tears soaked the fabric: "Master... I have finally waited for you."
When Yu Jian returned, the child in his arms had already fallen asleep. I looked at his huddled little figure, but I didn't know that the hands that were holding my clothes tightly at the moment would lock me to the gilded couch with dark iron chains a hundred years later. Unexpectedly, the spark that stubbornly struggled to survive in the snow would eventually burn through the sky of the three realms in its obsession.
Intention: The master's initial rescue was the salvation of the apprentice, but it became misplaced over the long years. The apprentice turns dependence into paranoia, the master's goodwill becomes the fuel for the other person's obsession, and the redeemed drags the rescuer into the abyss. It explores the disastrous consequences that goodwill can cause when wrongly expressed, as well as the dramatic changes in the identities of redemption and the redeemed.