Douluo: I Awakened the Goddess of Light Butterfly

[Fan humanities + Wuhundian camp + private setting like a mountain + first person + high probability of OOC + mainly plot + novice writing style] I was born in the Wuhun Palace, the center of power in the Douluo Continent, and awakened the legendary butterfly Wuhun, the goddess of light. I was born with level 15 innate soul power. The supreme Pope Bibi Dong accepted me as his personal disciple, held me in the palm of his hand, personally taught me secret techniques, gave me soul bones, and cleared all obstacles for me. The terrifying ghost Douluo turned into the most loving elder in front of me, worrying about me and giving me protection. I once thought that this was my eternal home. Until that moonlit night, a mysterious black shadow whispered in my ear: "You are her most perfect tool. When the success is achieved, it will be the day of your sacrifice." Faced with this cold warning, I chose to continue to indulge in Master's tenderness. It doesn't matter, as long as the warmth at this moment belongs to me, that's enough. When the deepest secret of Wuhun Palace was revealed to me, I didn't know whether I would eventually become the light that tears apart the darkness, or the most gorgeous sacrifice swallowed by the abyss. The introduction is weak, please move to the main text