Alternative Title: 白月光破棺而出
Author: 神仙寶貝派大星
Status: Completed
Added: 14 hours ago
Updated: 14 hours ago
Sheng Ningyu, whose single sword strike astonished all fourteen provinces, possessed breathtaking talent and beauty. She was the peerless Sword Venerable, the "white moonlight" in many people's hearts. Unfortunately, sixty years ago, she suffered a setback and was sealed inside a coffin.
Who hated her so deeply? Was it her fiancé, born of a prestigious family, who didn't love her? Was it her renowned best friend, with whom she'd had a huge fight? Was it her beloved junior siblings, or her senior brother who always complied with her every wish?
Sheng Ningyu didn't know. She only knew that one day, she inexplicably regained consciousness and heard someone above her spouting curses and insults.
Sheng Ningyu: "..."
Well, isn't this something? Dancing on your ancestor's grave, huh?
Sheng Ningyu immediately burst forth from the ground, grabbed a tree branch, and sent those people fleeing in disarray. She turned back and saw a blood-stained young man behind her, pausing for a moment. His features were stunningly beautiful, his temperament noble and refined, even more handsome than her second senior brother, who was called the "First Young Master"!
"I'm going out for revenge." Sheng Ningyu extended a hand to the young man. "Care to join me?" She had no memory of him at all.
Xie Qianjing hid the sinister and violent malice in his eyes. When he looked up, his brows curved, and his smile was clean and harmless. He placed his hand in her palm. "Alright, I'll go with you."
Xie Qianjing was once the most celebrated person. He was exceptionally graceful, extraordinarily talented, and had a lovely little fiancée he adored. But a hundred years ago, the Xie family was massacred overnight. The secret that Xie Qianjing's flesh and blood could enhance cultivation was discovered, and he was subsequently locked in a dungeon, never to be free again.
His cultivation was scattered, his engagement voided, and he was entangled in demonic energy. If not for Sheng Ningyu's existence, Xie Qianjing would have become the awe-inspiring Demon Lord, feared throughout the fourteen provinces, a bloodthirsty and irrational being, just as some had planned.
Sheng Ningyu: "?" She took Xie Qianjing's hand, and he indulged her by letting her wave it. Sheng Ningyu turned her head and asked, puzzled, "Him?"
Everyone in the cultivation world: "..."
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, Sword Venerable Bright Moon, please stop moving! Your dao companion—that Demon Lord—he's, he's glaring at us!!!
- Those who fall into demonhood are merely those with lingering resentment and unfulfilled desires.
- And now, I have you.
(This antique-level pre-order novel is now open! The novel shouldn't be too long. The female lead is unrestrained, and the male lead is obsessed with love, loving the female lead from beginning to end. HE.)