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Tale Of The Sorceress

An eye for an eye. He wanted revenge. She wanted peace. Those who wronged her were on his blacklist. And because all he wanted was vengeance, she became someone further from his reach. --- Prosecutor Yuan Weisheng gets into an accident, unlocking the ability to see the paranormal entities of the After-Realm. His superstitious mom hires a sorceress to ward off the evil spirits. The sorceress, Ren Xiaoling, diagnoses Weisheng with the Cursed Eye, a rare curse created by the Supreme Demon Lord 10,000 years ago. XIaoling takes Weisheng under her wing, training him to suppress the curse with cultivation. However, Weisheng experiences a split personality similar to the rumored Supreme Demon Lord during their training journey. His split personality emerges as his past incarnation and has some history with Xiaoling - a fated, yet cursed history. Cursed with the memories of his past incarnation, Weisheng's only goal in life becomes vengeance. To exact revenge for the sake of his peace-loving Master, he must go against her wishes and throw himself into the ring of war - A war against the Heavens. --- [Excerpt] Xiaoling cupped his face in her hands and looked at him with desperate eyes, "Turn back, Weisheng... For me?" But her pleading voice wasn't enough to melt his cold heart. He held onto her wrists and pushed her away from himself. "You're mine, and I'm yours... All these other people shouldn't exist between us," Weisheng murmured grimly, "So, I'll do the honors, and erase them from existence!" --- Cover Artist: https://www.instagram.com/alina._.smthng/ My Linktree: https://linktr.ee/Haru.is.cuter.than.you

Haru_Catty · Fantasy
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Broken Promises

Weisheng and the Arbiter sat together in the Arbiter's Hall, passing judgment upon the spirits that came their way. After finishing most of their work and sealing the spirits' memories in scrolls, they sat down for tea while writing reports. 

The Arbiter preferred alcohol over tea, but Weisheng didn't let him have alcohol often. 

"I told her about someone being after her," Weisheng casually dropped the bomb while drinking tea and writing reports. 

The Arbiter's eyes widened. His brush stopped in its tracks, "How could you-" 

"I didn't tell her about our youngest, don't worry," Weisheng murmured, "She wouldn't let my subordinate tail her otherwise, so I had to tell her." 

The Arbiter looked down in concern, "But if Ling'er remembers her past because of this…"