The Daoist I Raised Has Fallen to Darkness

[A carefree pawnshop owner who loves aged wine × a cultivator with the grace of a fresh breeze and the heart to save the world] As demons and monsters wreak havoc across the land, wars break out on every front, and a prosperous age begins to fall into decline... Wicked Daoists bring ruin to the nation, while those in power become obsessed with seeking immortality, heedless of the people’s suffering. It was only their second meeting when Song Yue threw Qiang Jiu into a dry well piled high with human bones. Qiang Jiu looked at the filthy, stinking bones beneath him, then at his own clothes, now smeared with grime, and shuddered in disgust. He never imagined that a cultivator who seemed so refined and graceful could be so “vicious.” After Qiang Jiu was rescued, he was so furious that he refused to see Song Yue for three days.