Bound to the Aloof Immortal Venerable, I Became His Only Cure

Lin Wan was the lowest-ranked servant in her sect, burdened with a useless spirit root. Her senior brother, Lu Mingxuan, accused her of “stealing resources” and banished her to the Spirit-Severing Cliff, where certain death awaited. On the brink of death, she “saw” the countless threads of rules interwoven throughout heaven and earth. She seized a massive golden thread that ran all the way to the bottom of the cliff, its surface riddled with cracks. At the other end was Yun Qingque, an ancient immortal venerable, gravely wounded and on the verge of death, his spirit core about to shatter. A bizarre connection was forged: sever it by force, and the immortal venerable’s spirit core would surely collapse; leave it alone, and his vital spiritual energy would keep draining away and flowing into Lin Wan. Two people who should never have crossed paths were bound together by life and death. He needed her to draw in spiritual energy and keep him alive. She needed even a trace of his aura to scare off the monsters. From a verbal pact sealed with a single “Fine” to cold, clause-by-clause restrictions, from wariness and scheming to secret maneuvering, Lin Wan groped her way toward mastering the forbidden talent of “tugging at the rules” at the foot of the Spirit-Severing Cliff. Meanwhile, that untouchable immortal venerable was quietly reassessing the lowly insect who dared to “scheme” against him, with every tremor passing through their link… As whispers of inner demons and the backlash of the rules descend one after another, is this symbiosis, born of conspiracy and near-death, a calamity or a salvation ordained by fate?