He slowly began to remember his past.
Xie, the black-haired, childlike, innocent youth. He just wanted to become a sword cultivator. He was an orphan before his gege took him under his wings. He and Jiejie were the only two who looked after him as his family. He didn't know who were his real parents. The other one who loved him dearly was his beloved pet, Xin.
His home was the famous "Immortal sword sect." He was closed to break through the perfect nascent realm before, everything went downhill.
Xie remembered the deity transformation realm couple who treated Xie as their own child. They had to leave the city as a result of a public commotion. It wasn't hard for them to fight back but, they chose to retreat as they didn't want a bloodbath. After their departure, Xie had to face the bullyings of their enemies.
Then he got framed for a murder he didn't commit. His own friends condemned him even they knew he was innocent. Sect leader spared his life by kicking him out of the sect without sentence him to death.
After he got expelled, he went to Yulong valley to enter into the seclusion. Then, he discovered that he got poisoned by a fatal "Blue dragon essence". He remembered how much he struggled to find a cure. He disguised himself and went to every nearby village. In the end, he died alone, making all those journeys fruitless.
Xie found himself crying. His beloved sword Qiji vibrated on his hand. Yes, it was his own sword. He remembered how he gave this name to his spiritual sword.
"You are my hope, to take me to my dream." His old words echoed in his mind. He hugged his sword.
Then he started to see the sword's memories. As his soul bounded spiritual weapon, it had memories.
His own demonic heritage gave him a second chance to live. He saw how Qiji's power combined with the power of his demonic blood to bring him back to life.
It surely cost him his inner spiritual powers and the destruction of his spiritual progression. After the process his appearance changed more into the demonic side, resulting in his current white hair, pale skin, and electric blue eyes.
His memories got erased and his sword slipped into hibernation as its main stone separated from the hilt.
It was a mystery that how his Bàba found this stone. Maybe he unconsciously carried it to the village. Maybe, it appeared out of nowhere as it has a connection to Xie.
It wasn't in the sword's memory as its memories stopped at the same time stone got separated from it.
Xie sat on the ground, refecting everything for a moment. Many emotions crossed his mind. He can understand why he always felt mistrust towards everyone.
But, after living in the Yulong village, he learned that some people are worthy to trust. Some people are worth the risk. However, he couldn't forget easily the ones who destroyed his life.
"Sorry Xie, But I can't help a murderer to escape. I saw it in my eyes that you kill Zhao. Even you are my close friend, I can't lie."
He remembered the feeling when he got framed for the murder of his colleague which he didn't even know when happened. His shizun and sect master knew he was innocent. But, they couldn't prove it against the ones called eyewitnesses.
"I believe you, Xie. But, many in the sect don't. They want you dead. The most favor I can do for you is letting you escape, by dismissing you from the sect. I'm sorry my boy. After this ruckus died down, I will help you to join the "Jade sword pavilion." Until then hide. Go for seclusion."
He still remembers how the sect master's kind words echoed inside the dungeon.
He cannot forgive. He cannot forget.
The culprits should pay for their sins.
For the first time in his life, his smile became malicious.