Rusty Bones

My name is Su Xuan. When I was seven years old, I picked up a "Zhu Xian Book" in the back mountain. It could eat up other people's cultivation, and it could also eat up my life. Each master never lived past twenty-three, and I had less than three months left. I walked down the bones in the ground and saw the truth in front of a mural: the founder of the Tianxuan Sect was the previous successor. This fairy gate was a hunting ground. At the foot of the mountain was a mother tree that fed on humans. The tree was covered with souls waiting for rebirth. Deep in the roots of the tree, I saw "myself". His name is Duan Hu, and he is my other half. He died in the tower for me and cycled seventeen times; I worked as a container for him outside and was hunted for twenty years. Together we are the complete sacrifice. Someone wants to use my life to resurrect a ten-thousand-year-old monster. Someone wants to use my body to feed a tree that will swallow the world when it wakes up. But they all forgot—— There is never a curse in "Zhu Xian Book". That is the will I left to myself.