Sacrificial Awakening: I Used Pulse Diagnosis to Shatter the Sacrificial Path

My name is Qingwei, I was born with Taoism, and I have been raised as a sacrifice by Tianji Pavilion for fifteen years. My master told me that my death is an honor and that I am exchanging one person's life for peace in the world. I believed it. Until that day when I defected from the valley and met Xie Wujiu. He had lost all his magic power and was so poor that all he had left was a dead stick and a mouth full of lies. He taught me how to diagnose my pulse, made me weave grass butterflies, and squatted down to apply Panax notoginseng grass to me when the soles of my feet were worn out. He said: "Your life starts tomorrow." Later I found out that he was the designer of Shanhe Stove three hundred years ago. His wife was the previous Taogu—burned alive in the furnace. He has been waiting for me for three hundred years. But I am not her reincarnation. I am myself. He smiled and said he knew. "Three hundred years ago it was her, but along the way, it's you." During the ceremony to offer sacrifices to heaven, I asked Xuan Ming in front of everyone in the world: "Why does your Tao need my life?" I used my life to burn that stove and the rule of cannibalism. From that day on, I am not a traitor, a sacrifice, or a traitor. I am a doctor.