Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

The day I was made the Master of North Mountain was the day she got married off in a splendorous wedding. I thought our relations would end there.

We were childhood sweethearts from a young age. I had once thought I would take her as my wife. We would have adorable children and spend our entire lives together, until our lifespans ended.

What a pity that reality gave me a cruel blow. At some point, she had begun to grow distant from me. No, more accurately, she was distancing herself from me.

Even when we met there was only ever one name on her lips. It was a completely foreign name.

When she spoke about that person, her expression was one I hadn’t seen on her before – tentative yet sweet&h.e.l.lip;

I had once wondered if I told her I liked her, would she give me a chance?

But my reason told me I mustn’t say it for it I did, perhaps we might not even be able to remain friends.

Her love was pa.s.sionate, like a moth flying into flames. If she knew about my feelings for her, she would completely distance herself from me. That wasn’t what I wanted. So I didn’t say anything.

The day I became master of North Mountain, I stood at its peak and sent her off with my gaze as she married into the North Sea. Standing there, I was able to watch the place where she had gone to. That way, I would be able to be closer to her.

I had never thought there would come a day when she would climb the North Mountain covered in blood. Seeing her like that, I wished I could’ve slapped myself for choosing a dangerously steep place like the North Mountain. The North Mountain was the tallest mountain in the Celestial World!

I couldn’t imagine how much effort it must’ve taken for her, who had lost all her cultivation and bearing grievous wounds, to climb all the way up. The Dragon Clan of the North Sea had been wiped out. That she was able to survive was due to her husband’s sacrifice. It was for the sake of protecting their last bloodline.

It was a tiny infant. But when that infant was handed to me, I lifted the bloodstained cloak to find her ashen green face. She was already dead.

“Please save her, Brother Shang.”

I hugged the cold body of the infant, not knowing how to react.

“Brother Shang&h.e.l.lip; please&h.e.l.lip; she’s my final hope. Please save her&h.e.l.lip;”

I wanted to save her but she told me she had used a blood sacrifice technique. She wouldn’t be able to reincarnate and I wouldn’t be able to save her. She begged me to save her child.

I had to watch as she scattered into nothingness. At that moment, I knew what a dead heart felt like. But I couldn’t die. I had to save the child because it was her last wish.

I buried her clothes at the peak of the North Mountain. There, she would be able to look out at the North Sea where her husband remained in eternal slumber.

I went to the Underworld and used half my lifespan to exchange for the child’s soul. But she was too weak; she wasn’t able to return to her original body. I had no choice but to use soul-nourishing techniques to help her recuperate.

In the meantime, I investigated on the truth behind the eradication of the North Sea Dragon Clan yet I never found out who was behind it&h.e.l.lip;

I didn’t wish for the child to seek vengeance so I had never told her about this matter before. I made another body for her and brought her to the Cultivation World, where I joined the Misty Sect.

The Sect Master had told me she had an inauspicious fate and wouldn’t have a good end. I knew it was because of me. It was because I had forcibly tried to change her destiny so she wouldn’t have a good end.

I gave her the name Shang Shu. I hoped she would be a unique