In my previous life, I was Shen Ci, the aloof Sword Venerable who stood above all others in the cultivation world.
When the heavenly tribulation struck, I used my body to protect the formation. I thought I would be annihilated, but instead I was reborn as a little girl in a scorched-earth abyss, with her spiritual veins destroyed and a demonic seed planted between her brows.
As luck would have it, just as I crawled out of the ash pit, Mo Yuan grabbed me by the scruff of the neck. He was the very same man whose spiritual veins I had personally destroyed and whom I had expelled from my sect: my seventh disciple, now the supreme ruler of the demon realm.
Under his dark, scrutinizing gaze, I could only pretend to be a helpless little amnesiac to save my life. He took me back to the Demon Palace to keep me as a pet.
"Call me Big Brother, and I'll give you a spirit fruit." The wolf cub who once knelt in the snow and begged me was now holding high-grade pills and forcing me to yield.
To recover my cultivation, I swallowed my pride and sweetly called him Big Brother again and again, while secretly using the resources he gave me to frantically rebuild my sword bones.
You wicked disciple, just you wait! Once I draw my life-bound sword and remove this demonic seed, I'll make you kneel outside the gates of the Qingxiao Sect and copy the sword manual ten thousand times!
