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 shook his head, trying to rid the memories out of his head. He had to look for the Arbiter and had no time to dwell on memories. The Hall was a mess, but Weisheng's mind was a bigger mess.

As he navigated his way through the shelves of the Hall, he noticed one of the ladders to have been misplaced. He found it strange. Only Weisheng and the Arbiter were allowed to touch anything in the Hall, and none of them had a habit of misplacing things. The Hall being a mess was another thing, but each shelf was surrounded by scrolls that belonged to the said shelf. It wasn't misplaced, just untidy.

The ladder, however, had been misplaced. It could only mean that the Hall had an intruder. The Arbiter would never misplace a ladder.

"Lord Arbiter?" A familiar voice caught Weisheng's attention. Surprisingly, it came from the same shelf missing a ladder. The voice didn't belong to the Arbiter's Hall.

"Master?" Weisheng called the culprit, "Where are you?"

Intruder