This Sword Spirit Is a Little Wicked

A hundred years ago, Mu Xiaoheng, a half-demon born of the demon clan and humankind, picked an auspicious day and successfully got himself killed. A hundred years later, Mu Xiaoheng, who had somehow become a sword spirit, was picked up by Gu Wangsheng, the outstanding young man of Wen Dao Mountain and the finest talent among the immortal sects. And so began a chaotic journey of cultivation. “Senior Brother.” “Senior Brother?” “Senior Brother!” That was Mu Xiaoheng’s daily triple call to Gu Wangsheng. The tears of the new bride in Xilai Town, the bracelet of a child in Fubao Village, the love flower from Mount Bulou. Just take them as the betrothal gifts I’m offering you. One man and one spirit, never knowing when love began, but falling ever more deeply… I’ll watch over you until your bones return to the earth. I’ll watch over the red mark between your brows. May every year bring you peace…