"L-Lord Divine Blacksmith! Please, don't do that!" The golden guard standing beside Qingyi—though a celestial emperor himself—felt his heart lurch into his throat as he watched the Divine Blacksmith bow before a junior.
[That's just how Father is… A man who lives and dies for his three daughters…] Ruxue replied, her voice carrying a melancholic weight.
She, her sister, and their master.
All three were his creations, though only one of them was his biological daughter.
Their mother had taken her own life shortly after the death of the Divine Sword Fairy, when the Heavenly Demon stole the Fairy's body along with Ruxue's sister sword.
Ruxue herself, consumed by devastating fury, hurled herself against the heavens, where she ultimately shattered into countless fragments of her essence.
All of this occurred within the span of a single week.
The Divine Blacksmith lost everything.
