Rotten Wood Swallowing Dragon

The Beihuang Burial Pit is a forbidden place for all eternity. No living thing has ever walked out of it. Until today. When Mu Hanhua climbed out of the scorched earth, half of his face was covered in bones and half of his face was as beautiful as frost. She was the last bloodline of the ancient "Buried Heaven Clan". Three thousand years ago, she was surrounded and killed by 361 tribulation masters on the Immortal Execution Platform. Her soul was scattered to pieces - that's how it should be. But she survived. A dragon heart that did not belong to her was beating in her chest, exuding the aura of an ancient blue dragon. And the original owner of the dragon heart was just three feet away - a humble mining slave named Cai Qiang. His meridians were all broken, and he was a waste that was worse than even a handyman disciple. She was supposed to kill him, take back the dragon soul, and rebuild her body. But when she touched his warm blood, she felt alive for the first time in three thousand years. "You are my medicine." She said. But at the moment when he almost died, he burned his own life force to keep him alive; when the pursuers came, he single-handedly blocked the Tianyan Sect's chief disciple's Ten Thousand Sword Gui Sect; when the dragon soul in his body went berserk, he used his body as a shield to resist the backlash. She called him "medicine" but gave him the best things. She didn't allow him to die, she didn't allow him to leave, she didn't allow anyone to touch a hair on his head. "If you dare to die in front of me, I will let this world bury you with you." Cai Qiang never understood why a woman who crawled out of hell could be so domineering and paranoid towards him. Until one day, he heard her saying to the void on the edge of the cliff: "There are thousands of creatures in the world, but I only recognize you."   She slaughtered the city for him, and he defied heaven for her.