I was a demoness, a notorious demoness for many years.
Those prestigious righteous sects in Jiang Hu wanted to exterminate me, and the fastest ones, it was unknown how many waves of them had already died. While I was still alive and well, living brightly and prosperously, immensely proud of myself. However, just when I thought I was about to ascend to another peak in the demonic world, I had…
Died.
By my own sect’s gatekeeper, Ugly Little Monster… He eliminated me.
I really could not figure it out, the obsession in my heart was too deep and I could not enter the cycle of reincarnation. So here I was, between heaven and earth, swaying back and forth among the grassy burial mound in the countryside. I became a typical lonely, wild ghost. Day and night of every day, I circled above my grave, chanting about my three regrets.
My first regret was that in all my life, I was not vicious and merciless enough, and treated the so-called prestigious righteous sects too kindly.
My second regret was that in all my life, I was too self-confident and arrogant, was not careful enough, and eventually had a disaster transpire upon myself.
My third regret was that a hundred years ago, I really should not, absolutely should not, should not have taken that hindrance, Ugly Little Monster, into the sect, and ultimately had my life actually harmed by him…