Haru_Catty

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. 
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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. 
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[Excerpt]
Xiaoling’s heart skipped a beat. He rested his head on her shoulder often, but her heart pounded as if this was his first time. 
“Isn’t it funny?” Weisheng asked as he scoffed in amusement, “I vowed to protect a woman named Xiao Hua with all my life, but here I am, insanely in love with a woman named Xiaoling.” 
“You…” Xiaoling tried to speak but ended up silent. 
“It doesn’t matter who I am,” Weisheng murmured, “All that matters is you stay by my side forever.” He raised his head from her shoulder and looked into her eyes, “Because you’re the only one I have in this world.” 
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Tale Of The Sorceress

Xiaoling coughed loudly, "Weisheng," She said panickingly, "Do something and fix it. If Godmother saw it…" She exhaled, resting her hand on her chest.

"How did this even happen?" Weisheng looked up, dazed by his actions.

The hole in the roof wasn't visible unless he sat right beneath it. It proved that he was the one who destroyed the roof. But he didn't feel anything, so how did it happen?

"Master," Weisheng called her as he gulped, "Are you sure you didn't do it to boost my morale?"

Xiaoling scoffed, "Why do I need to resort to these tricks to boost your morale when I can just insult or threaten to throw you in the Underworld?"

Weisheng nodded, convinced by her explanation. He looked up at the hole, then at his hand. Was he really the one to do it?

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