These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't call out his name.

She just stared, stubbornly refusing to close her eyes.

Until his figure appeared in front of him, it was like a miracle, like a shooting star streaking across the sky in broad daylight.

He crouched down and whispered.

"Sister...you must live well."

And so, tears accompanied her into a deep sleep, and in the vastness of heaven and earth, her tears were frozen.

She couldn't let go, nor could she find release.

She just wanted to die in this world, or perhaps... no, there would be no next life.

To be a hamster that only stores food in winter, staying in its burrow, sleeping warmly, unaware of sorrow or joy.

But she still woke up.

An old man appeared in front of her.

Look into her eyes and praise her.

"How beautiful those eyes are... filled with hatred, resentment, anger... and deep despair."

The girl just looked at the old man with a bewildered expression.

"Who are you? Why did you save me?"

The old woman smiled and shook her head. "Who I am is not important now. I didn't save you; you survived on your own."

The girl seemed to be recalling the past with some pain.

"How is this possible... such a heavy snowstorm..."

The old woman looked at her and said, "When a person wants to die, they are very vulnerable. But once they no longer want to die, they become exceptionally strong. How much resentment do you have to live? You must have experienced despair, yet you still choose to live. Tell me, what do you want to do with your life?"

The girl's eyes were wide open.

She thought about it for a long time.

Thinking of that boy's slender figure.

Thinking about that woman's silence.

Thinking about that man's stubbornness.

Then he said, "My living... is the greatest revenge against this world."

The old woman laughed, slapping her thigh as she laughed.

"Good... I never expected to meet a girl like you... Alright, come back to the Yuanjian Sect with me, I will give you everything you want."

"Now?"

The girl looked at her.

The old woman smiled and asked in return, "Why don't you ask what kind of place the Yuanjian Sect is?"

The girl shook her head. "I don't need to know. It's all the same wherever I go... I don't have a home anymore anyway."

Anyway... the whole world looks the same.

"Okay...okay...keep your resentment and anger, but you need to think it through. If I take you back, it's to make you do some...very heinous things. What will you choose? This is your last chance to choose. Think it through carefully. Some paths, once taken, can never be turned back."

The girl stared intently at the old woman.

"I killed my father, my mother is dead, my brother is dead. What difference does it make how I live...?"

The old woman stood up.

He handed her a bowl of hot soup.

Then, watching her slowly swallow, a satisfied expression appeared on her face, and she asked...

"What's your name?"

"..."

The girl did not answer.

The old woman understood. "Perhaps you'd like a new name? That's good. Change your identity and start afresh."

"My name is……"

The girl thought for a moment, and then she thought of that dark night when the snow was stained red.

I saw the vast expanse of snow outside...

Will it be a completely new life? Will it be a completely new me?

The bloodstains will be covered by deeper snow, and everything will be as if it never happened...

Is that the case?

So……

"Dyeing fresh snow."

The old woman looked at her and said, "Is there anything else you want to do? This may be your last chance in this life. After that... it may not be so convenient."

The girl sat up. The wind was still blowing, and the snow was still falling.

Not long after, the old woman walked out of the dilapidated temple alone.

A girl's unrestrained crying could be heard coming from inside.

A little while later, the girl with red eyes walked out of the dilapidated temple.

"All right?"

"All right."

So the two of them left the dilapidated temple step by step, leaving two pairs of footprints on the vast snow.

But it was gradually buried by the wind and snow.

She suddenly stopped in the wind and snow and looked back, but she could no longer see the footsteps she had taken to get there.

That's just how the world is; you feel like you've been here, yet it's as if you've never been here at all. PS: This chapter is 6,000 words long, and it took me three hours to write. I won't say anything yet; I'll see your reactions when I get up.

4. How about I become the master? (Bonus chapter for monthly votes~)

The room was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed only the sound of a heartbeat could be heard.

The bed, which wasn't actually that messy, was covered by a blanket for two people.

"What's wrong."

When Ran Xinxue shrank back, she opened her eyes with a slightly confused look.

It seemed like only now that I realized where I was, how I ended up in bed... The sound behind me... Wait!

Ran Xinxue quickly got out of bed, then threw off the blanket and directly lifted her perfectly intact skirt.

The boy was somewhat confused by the scene.

"What are you doing? Are you on your period?"

Why are you looking at someone's crotch so late at night?

I turned off all the lights.

Ran Xinxue didn't raise her head for a while. Her beautiful face was now painted with a soft color, as if she had put her mind at ease about something.

But soon, seeing the boy lying peacefully beside her, she felt a surge of intense resentment.

He snorted coldly.

"Didn't you say you would remove the slave mark from me?"

Wei Tu tilted his head, rested his arm on his hand, and blinked as he looked at Ran Xinxue.

"You've gone crazy trying to remove the slave mark from you, how could I dare? Let's forget it and talk about it later."

Ran Xinxue looked at the boy's face, and as she spoke, her gaze shifted to him. As if she had noticed the scrutiny in the woman's eyes, she turned her head away, seemingly trying to cover it up. "I'm not afraid of you, nor am I worried about you. I'm just too lazy to waste my time... Don't overthink it."

So Ran Xinxue curled the corners of her mouth and smiled secretly like a cunning fox.

No, it's not just secretly anymore, it's blatantly done.

She leaned down slightly, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, as if it were about to fall onto the boy's face. The slight tickling sensation felt like someone running their fingernails across his face.

"Oh, so you can feel sorry for people too?"

They seemed quite surprised, as if the crazy woman from before wasn't Ran Xinxue at all.

Wei Tu lay on the bed, like a docile boy at the mercy of others.

"No one would feel sorry for you. You're so powerful, but what about the sect leader of the Abyss Sword Sect? He was left alone to face the demonic ancestor, and then..."

The boy's ramblings stopped abruptly when the woman climbed on top of him and pinched his cheeks.

"Say it again?"

Wei Tu deliberately frowned as he looked at Ran Xinxue.

"What are you doing? Is this how you should treat your master?"

Ran Xinxue curled her lips, showing no fear whatsoever.

"Master? Whose master? I have no master."

"The slave mark hasn't been removed yet, aren't you being too arrogant?"

Wei Tu felt a headache coming on. He didn't know why, but he felt that it would be more difficult for him to get rid of the slave mark. Sure enough, he couldn't be a good person, especially a good man who was soft-hearted towards women.

"Oh... now you think I'm arrogant? Why don't you try it out?"

It seemed like a very tempting proposal and a good suggestion, but just as Wei Tu was about to speak, he felt a leg brush against his stomach.

Take a closer look.

Her skirt lifted slightly, revealing her smooth, delicate legs resting on her stomach.