Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
"This place, I mean, it's just so..."
"You are way prettier."
"I don't know, am I?" Ling Yue blushed as the seer brought his lips closer to hers.
"You can't possibly mean that. You either speak out of modesty or out of ignorance. This place, I built it for you, for us," he said, pulling her back into his arms as she blushed and attempted to flee. "I am serious. Today, let our bond be forged in blood. Allow me—"
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"Gyahhhh!" Ling Yue awoke struggling to breathe, drenched in water, a wooden bucket held up over her by her uncle.
>What happened? When did I fall asleep?<