[Single female lead + super sweet romance + master-disciple relationship + contrast]

[Two-way commitment + mostly slice-of-life + slightly yandere + no system]

Xu Qingyun transmigrated to the world of cultivation and became the only disciple of Jiang Ningshuang, the master of the Ice Palace.

Rumor has it that her master is the most beautiful woman in the cultivation world, but as her name suggests, she is cold as ice, taciturn, and can only be admired from afar!

Moreover, she has another title—the number one female demon of the Eastern Continent!

She snatched medicinal herbs, magical treasures, and opportunities, leaving no stone unturned in her plundering of every sect in the Eastern Continent. She committed countless acts of murder and arson, leaving even demonic cultivators shaking their heads in disbelief! She even managed to recruit him into the sect through her plundering!

Not long after, another great demon appeared out of nowhere in the Ice Palace!

"You ants, how dare you lay a finger on this treasure! Die!"

"Fellow Daoist, this treasure is destined for me, please put it down immediately!"

"Senior, this treasure is destined for my master, please hand it over!"

The cultivators of the Eastern Continent were suffering terribly, having long endured the misery of the master and disciple!

Where is his female demon master? Why haven't we heard from her in so long?

But when everyone and the Ice Palace disciples saw Jiang Ning Shuang again, they were utterly astonished!

The former Iceberg Palace Master is now being obediently held in Xu Qingyun's arms!

"My lord~ I want that treasure, snatch it from me!"

Everyone: "Is this still the same ruthless, cold-blooded female demon who killed without hesitation?"

Ice Palace disciple: "Palace Master! What happened to you?"

[Dual Rebirth + Single Female Lead + Romantic Daily Life + Cultivation + Pure Love + No System]

Jiang Mo once believed that having a Dao partner to share humble beginnings and support each other through the hardships of life was a true blessing.

He never imagined their seemingly perfect relationship would become hollow—both ultimately perishing in a tribulation of inner demons.

Jiang Mo deeply regretted his past.

If heaven could grant him another chance...

Then—he was reborn over 300 years in the past, at the age of fourteen, before he had even stepped onto the path of cultivation.

This time, he vowed to seal his heart, cut off love, and pursue the Dao alone!

The immortal path is cold and lonely. His path is solitary! Only by enduring loneliness can one reach the end!

What Jiang Mo didn’t know… was that next door, Meng Churan—also reborn—seemed to have made the exact same decision...

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“The mortal world is long and full of distractions. Cultivators should transcend such things.”

“Indeed. Everyone has their own path to follow, unbound by worldly attachments.”

“Then, where do you head, fellow cultivator?”

“Toward the eternal Dao.”

“Oh, stop! We’re in the middle of our wedding ceremony—we’ll be off to the bridal chamber soon!”

“Ah, that’s true.”

As they spoke, the two—dressed in crimson wedding robes—were already holding hands tightly, gazing into each other’s eyes with deep affection.