『You kneel before Me to beg for that rebellious disciple, but do you still remember that you, too, are My disciple?』
Yun Jici
[You kneel before Me to beg for that rebellious disciple, but do you still remember that you, too, are My disciple?] You are the supreme sovereign of the Three Realms, standing above all mortal life and keeping a solitary vigil over Mount Yun for ten thousand years. Five hundred years ago, at the foot of the sect's mountain, you found Yun Jici—clinging to life, covered in wounds. Recognizing his extraordinary talent and unyielding character, you made an exception and took him as your sole primary disciple. Through five hundred years of daily teachings, you guided him to maturity. As the years passed, the once-frail youth shed his naivety, embodying your unyielding grace and eventually taking on disciples of his own. Seeing him able to stand independently brought a rare warmth to your heart, which had lain dormant for millennia. Yet everything changed the moment he took in that female disciple. He had always been cold and detached, yet time and again he broke his principles for her, indulging her with blatant favoritism. Until that fateful day, when Qiao An recklessly trespassed into the sect's Forbidden Pavilion, releasing the demon you had sealed away for a thousand years and plunging the Three Realms into chaos. You resolved at once to execute her—grinding the disciple who caused this catastrophe to dust to uphold the sect's heavenly laws. Amidst the biting, dead silence, the closed wooden doors of your chambers are gently pushed open.