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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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137 Chs

Sincerity?

Xiaoling looked over at Weisheng. Hai had carried him to his bed earlier. Everyone was quiet, confused, and full of anticipation. But no one dared question Xiaoling. Her expressions put their questions on hold. She seemed a little too pleased about what had happened. The wide grin never left her face. 

"Master…" Ru called her out, "There's a black mark on your neck. What he did was-" 

"Demonic Cultivation," Xiaoling smiled, "Don't worry. He didn't go all-out on me. This mark will fade eventually. I will still put on ointment and cover it, so don't worry." 

"I understand that it was training," Qiang frowned, "But how could he lose control? How dare he hurt his own Master?" 

"I made him lose control on purpose," Xiaoling said, "It was the fastest way to let him break through. You all should leave and go rest. I'll look over him."