The Divine Maiden Is the Purest Moon in the Cultivation World

〈A cool, stunning heroine adored by everyone + everyone has a one-sided crush〉 Goddess Ruoli is aloof and heartless, with the grace of an immortal and the beauty of jade. One glance from her is breathtaking; all who see her are enchanted, and even the mountains and rivers pale. The second question of the divine tribulation asks only this: “The common people suffer. Are you willing to save them?” The goddess’s gaze doesn’t waver. She softly replies, “I am not.” “The land is filled with cries of suffering, and you wield divine power. How can you remain unmoved? A god must show compassion for the people and protect all things!” She smiles faintly. Gods are not saints. Why must they be merciful? Though she has no wish to look down upon the mortal world, Heaven’s mandate still falls to her. She commands great power, yet has no desire to save others. Heaven’s mandate rests upon her, yet she remains true to herself. She is unmoved, yet revered; she offers no pity, yet wields divine authority. Compassion is not in her nature, and protection is not what she seeks. If she does not wish to save the world, so what? She is a goddess. She was never meant to look down upon the common people. The noble and upright immortal lord of the righteous path is willing to risk his life to protect her, yet never receives a response. The brooding, obsessive ruler of the Demon Realm tries to imprison the goddess and force her to submit through sheer power, but it all proves no more than a fleeting illusion. He only provokes her resistance, and even a moment of tenderness is beyond his grasp. A Demon Realm noble, torn between love and hate, falls into obsession through love and hatred through obsession. He binds her with an ancient, deadly poison, hoping to carve a mark into her divine soul, but it all comes to nothing. She cannot even hold on to hatred for him. The faithful ancient Demon Emperor willingly carves out his heart and draws his blood to make an antidote for her. He breaks off his own dragon horns and scales, nearly losing his soul in the process, yet even giving up everything cannot earn him a glance from her. A soul from another world, bound to a System, originally intends to kill her to prove their Dao, but develops a twisted affection for her after she loses her memory. The cool and aloof Sword Venerable, the calculating young lord…