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

Weisheng frowned in concern. He didn't realize that the Heavens had been doing her dirty all along. No wonder she didn't care about their opinion. No wonder she was fearless.

"So, the letters you write to the Arbiter…" Weisheng murmured.

"I ask him to tell me the truth," Xiaoling replied, "I know he doesn't read my letters, nor would he ever reply. But if I know why I'm forced to stay stuck in the Mortal Realm, maybe I'll come to terms with it."

"Can I ask how old you are?" Weisheng asked. "As in, your spirit age."

Xiaoling smiled, "What? You think I lied to you when I said I'm not 10,000 years old?" She shook her head, "I woke up in this world about 3500 years ago. I'm just as clueless as you. If I really died 10,000 years ago, then it means that I stayed in that dream for 6500 years."

Weisheng's jaw dropped to the ground, "You've been trapped here for that much time?!"

A Dream (Pt. 2)