Summary
Summary:
The Demon Lord Shen Jixue inadvertently glimpsed her own death tribulation through the Hongmeng Mirror—
The Divine Lord Chang yuan led the celestial army to slaughter the entire demon realm.
Amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, she too was pierced through by the Demon-Slaying Spear.
The Hongmeng Mirror revealed that the only way to survive this tribulation was to destroy Chang yuan’s five lifetimes of love tribulations: first, make him fall in love, and then kill him.
[First Lifetime]
She was a servant sold into the Lin family, serving by the side of a gentle, blind young master—until a life-or-death moment:
The blindfolded, gentle youth reached out urgently, his voice filled with concern, “Ah Xue, come with me quickly!”
Shen Jixue stepped forward with a sharp sword in hand, her smile cruel yet her voice tender, “Young master, we cannot escape.”
[Second Lifetime]
By a twist of fate, she entered the Xuanxiao Sect and stirred the heart of the cold and emotionless Sword Master—until just before their bond-forging ceremony:
The Sword Master, his old wounds not yet healed, approached her slowly, his gaze full of her and nothing else.
“Ah Xue, would you walk the path of cultivation by my side?”
Shen Jixue glanced at the tribulation clouds she had summoned in the sky and withdrew her hand with a smile.
“I don’t want to.”
[Third Lifetime]
While being hunted by the Xuanxiao Sect, she fled into the mortal realm and took in a pitiful orphan displaced by war, raising him with care—until the day he threw a tantrum and ran away, falling into the hands of his pursuers.
The blood-soaked youth looked at her with desperate hope.
“Master, save me…”
Shen Jixue pried away the hand clutching her robe, her expression cold.
“Your master is powerless.”
Later came the fourth lifetime as the demon prince abandoned by his kin, and the fifth as the long-lonely Lord Guixu—all of them met their end at her hands.
The war between gods and demons was on the brink of erupting.
She thought Changyuan had failed to overcome his love tribulations and had entered reincarnation, but on the battlefield, she saw the Divine Lord once again after so long.
He charged into the demon army like a madman, heading straight for her.
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In the cold, dark abyss, he had waited for her in solitude for a century, his hatred at first gradually giving way to memories of her kindness.
In the end, he prayed daily—prayed for just one more chance to see her, even if she came to kill him.
“I’m willing to fall from divinity for you.”