Jiang Tu, the King Yama, has returned to the living world. His mission: help the Child of Destiny, Ye Huai, achieve enlightenment and ascend, thereby preventing the world’s destruction.

Jiang Tu spent the entire night scouring the Underworld’s records and discovered a chilling trend: over the past millennium, half of those who successfully ascended did so by slaying their masters, and the other half by killing their wives.

Jiang Tu: Got it. Three years to apprentice, five years to marry, and in the ninth year, achieve godhood.

Jiang Tu’s resurrection was essentially a zombie’s awakening. When he opened his eyes, he found himself facing a twelve-year-old Ye Huai, who was being hunted by his enemies.

Covered in wounds and stumbling through the woods, the young Ye Huai crashed right into Jiang Tu’s arms.

Jiang Tu: …

No one had told him that the Child of Destiny was such a scrawny, pitiful thing as a child.

He raised a hand and crushed the pursuer’s head, then extended it to the boy. “Come with me.”

Ye Huai’s eyes filled with admiration as he nodded vigorously.

Under Jiang Tu’s tutelage, Ye Huai rose from an obscure rogue cultivator to become the Sword Sovereign, whose single strike could shake the heavens.

On the day Ye Huai reached the pinnacle of the Sword Dao, Jiang Tu asked him to become his Dao Companion.

He looked into Ye Huai’s shimmering, excited eyes, gently took the Sword Sovereign’s hand, and then drove the sword into his own chest.

The moment Jiang Tu returned to the Underworld, the destructive Demonic Qi he had just escaped from tore through the Yellow Springs and instantly engulfed King Yama’s Hall.

Amidst the overwhelming Demonic Qi, Jiang Tu met a pair of crimson eyes.

His former disciple, who used to cling to him and call him “Master” incessantly, was now staring at him, covered in bl00d and his brow darkened with gloom.

Jiang Tu took a step back. “What did I teach you?”

Ye Huai’s eyes reddened. “To protect all living beings and act with righteousness.”

Jiang Tu swallowed hard. “Then what are you doing now?”

Ye Huai burst into tears, looking utterly wronged. “Master, I don’t want to become an immortal or ascend to godhood. I only want you.”

Jiang Tu looked at the Demonic Qi coiling around his limbs and creeping under his robes…

Who’s supposed to be crying here?

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