Rising From the Ashes of Betrayal
I was the daughter of the Azurez Sectโs leader and its next heir.
Unfortunately, on the eve of my succession ceremony, an accident occurred while I was descending the mountain to eliminate vengeful spirits. At a critical moment, my powers spiraled out of control, and I succumbed to demonic backlash.
The spirits wounded me, and in an instant, all my cultivation was destroyed.
My fiancรฉ, Julian Zackman, ventured alone into the spiritsโ lair to save me. He battled them for three days and three nights before finally bringing me back.
However, in doing so, he lost an arm and a thousand yearsโ worth of cultivation. From that day on, he could no longer wield a sword.
I was consumed with guilt. I even convinced myself that I would leave everything behind and live in seclusion with him, living a simple life together.
However, by chance, I overheard a conversation between him and my father.
โI know what I did to Queenie was wrong, but she was too powerful. I had no choice but to slip some of the delusional powder into her sachet to make her go astray. I needed to make sure Wendy could become Sect Leader.โ
My father looked at Julianโs empty sleeve with regret. โI understand your intentions, but you didnโt have to sacrifice your arm. You are my most gifted disciple. Without it, how will you ever wield a sword again?โ
โMaster, donโt worry. It was only an illusion to deceive her. Once Wendy takes over the sect, Iโll arrange a place for Queenie at the foot of the mountain. Without cultivation, sheโs worth nothing to Azurez Sect. She might as well live down there, farming, raising chickens, and living as a peasant woman. At least sheโll have a stable life that way.โ
My heart sank.
Everything he did had been a lie.
It was all to force me to give up my place.
If the world had turned its back on me, I would tear it down in return.