In her previous life, Bai Ying gave everything she had to the sect—her heart, her soul, her loyalty. But all she got in return was disdain.
Her Master despised her, her senior brothers aban...
However, Yan Chiling remained standing in place like a stone statue. The wind around him swept fallen leaves past his feet, but it could not awaken his thoughts.
The words Ruan Xinrou had just spoken kept echoing in his mind; those words were like venomous snakes, constantly slithering through his heart.
yes!
He had gone to great lengths, traversing mountains and rivers, to finally help his ancestor find this ancient formation hidden deep in the mountains.
He lured Bai Ying into the trap, leaving her no way to escape.
Wasn't everything he did all to avenge his master and Ruan Xinrou?
When Bai Ying was in the sect, she always opposed Ruan Xinrou.
She always bullied Xinrou, forcing her to hide in a corner and weep silently. But that wasn't the end of it; she actually went so far as to disobey the sect and sever all ties with it.
After leaving the sect, she became even more ruthless, destroying Ruan Xinrou's spiritual root so that she could never embark on the path of cultivation again, and even killing her master.
His master had always been incredibly kind to him, so Bai Ying's actions were simply unforgivable.
What a bastard! He did all this just to get revenge!
Now that Bai Ying is dead, not even her body was left behind; she was reduced to ashes, which is even more tragic than he had imagined.
Such an obnoxious guy should be happy to have such a tragic end.
Yan Chiling tried to pout her lips, wanting to relax and be happier.
But as soon as the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile, he realized that the smile was horribly stiff, even uglier than crying.
A sharp, uncontrollable pain shot through his heart, as if someone had ripped it out, and blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.
How could this happen?
Yan Chiling raised his hand and touched his face; it was wet. He looked down at his fingertips, where glistening teardrops still clung.
He suddenly realized that he was crying.
Tears welled up uncontrollably, streaming down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground, also dripping onto his broken heart.