After losing our memories for five years, my arch-enemy and I had three kids. I'm the foremost sword immortal of the righteous path, and she's the foremost demoness of the demonic path. Five years ago, we died together during a heavenly tribulation and both lost our memories, becoming a loving married couple in a small town at the foot of the mountain. Today, our memories have returned. I look at her, and she looks at me. On the ground, our three kids are using my immortal sword as a teething toy. I tentatively reach for my sword and ask, 'How about we lose our memories one more time?'