"Master, what is your story?"
Guo Liu asked with a puzzled look. Over the past tens of thousands of years, his master-disciple relationship with Shen Wei had been both sincere and earnest.
But in his mind, his master was always the infamous, ruthless villain Xingxing, even though this was not his own perception, but rather the image of Shen Wei in the eyes of the world.
But he had no idea what had happened to his master.
Shen Wei smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "Silly disciple, you and I have one thing in common: we are both people seeking revenge!"
"The avenger?"
Guo Liu muttered to himself.
Shen Wei continued, "When I was a child, my enemy who wiped out my entire family took me into his home. He saw that I was born with the talent of a Daoist and was a genius in cultivation, one in a million."
“This enemy is trying to raise me into a man, and then make me recognize a thief as my father.”
"But obviously, I witnessed my parents being brutally murdered by them, how could I possibly recognize a thief as my father?"
Upon hearing this, Guo Liu asked, "Then Master, how did you manage to survive?"
“Hehe.” Shen Wei gave a sad laugh and said, “Back then, my enemies sealed my memories, but they did not expect that when I was seventeen years old, I would accidentally discover the images in my mind because of my successful cultivation.”
"So, for seventeen years I've called my enemy 'father,' and for seventeen years I've called my enemy 'mother'!"
"They even arranged an accident to marry their daughter to me. At that time, I was filled with hatred and only thought about how to avenge this great grudge."
So I pretended not to know and continued as usual.
“On their wedding night, I personally killed their daughter, and then smeared that vile woman’s body with the Nine Nether Poison, a poison that has no antidote, and is colorless and odorless.”
"However, whoever touches this poison will turn into a puddle of thick liquid within four hours!"
Upon hearing this, Guo Liu felt a surge of satisfaction. He excitedly said, "Then, Master summoned your enemies. When they saw their daughter's tragic death, they came forward and wept bitterly."
"In this way, they will inevitably come into contact with the Nine Netherworld Poison."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wei nodded and said, "That's exactly right."
"From then on, my reputation was ruined, and I was hunted down by both the righteous and the demonic paths."
"But even so, I know I am not a demon, nor am I a god of death. I just want justice!"
“Over the years, I have secretly helped countless orphans. Like me, they were either wiped out by their enemies or had no one to rely on since childhood.”
"I do these things not for fame, nor for other people's understanding, but simply because they make me feel comfortable."
As Shen Wei spoke, a hint of innocence appeared in his smile. He looked at the setting sun in the distance and sighed, "Disciple, you should go down the mountain."
“You still have unfinished business in your heart. You can’t stay on Snowfall Peak for long. Go and find what you want to do.”
He slowly closed his eyes and leaned against the door of the Taoist temple.
Guo Liu remained silent, knelt on the ground again, and respectfully kowtowed several times to Shen Wei.
“Master, Guo Liu’s life was saved by you. He should serve by your side and fulfill his filial duty as a disciple.”
"However, just as Master said, Guo Liu still has unfinished business."
"After we finish these things, Guo Liu will come back to drink with you and discuss philosophy with you!"
At this point, tears streamed down Guo Liu's face. He suddenly stood up, as if to remember Shen Wei forever, and then transformed into a rainbow of light, streaking across the sky and disappearing without a trace.
Shen Wei slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Silly disciple, the dead cannot be brought back to life."
"You paint that woman alone every night; she must be your wife, right?"
"You are troubled by love and have been unable to improve your cultivation level. If this continues, you will surely suffer a qi deviation."
"I sent you down the mountain so that you could see how beautiful and alluring this magnificent land is."
"Perhaps along the way, you will meet a woman you like even more, and in that case, your inner knot will be untied."
Shen Wei's starting point was good; after all, in life, so-called death is real death.
Even a cultivator like him cannot reverse the cycle of reincarnation and reshape a person's life from the Netherworld!
But for Guo Liu, would he really fall in love with someone else?
In the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed.
Over the years, Guo Liu went to the mortal world, where he served as a high-ranking official, giving advice on national affairs, and sitting high in the imperial court, drinking with the emperor.
He also worked as a peddler and laborer, witnessing the everyday life and hustle and bustle of the city.
He even once acted as a true demon, doing whatever he pleased. He could draw his sword and cause bloodshed for miles over a single glance!
In these experiences, he encountered countless beautiful women, but none of them were the one he longed for.
No two leaves are the same; once a leaf dies, it's truly dead!
suddenly.
Overwhelmed with grief, he burst into tears on the bustling street, drawing astonished glances from countless passersby.
Isn't this the infamous Young Master Guo, who frequents brothels?
What happened to him that made him cry so sadly?
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