Evolution by Devouring, Starting with a Throwing Knife

A certain young palace lord: "I have long admired you, fair immortal. Might you be free today..." What the hell, where did that flying dagger come from?

Outside the main gate, the young palace lord, dressed in rags, wiped away a cold sweat. "That was terrifying!"

A certain senior disciple: "This three-thousand-year-old Green Silk Flower is for you, junior sister. Please accept..." What the heck? What kind of demon has possessed the flying dagger?

At the foot of the mountain, the senior disciple clutched a bare flower stem and was on the verge of tears. "A demon blade, it has to be a demon blade!"

Luo Yi casually twirled the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger in his hand and pulled Liu Yiyi into his arms. "Sorry, fair immortal, but she already has someone in her heart!"