The Red-Dressed One Is Caught: The Saint Slowly Stews a Sweet Fool

Xuanhuan + gender transformation + sworn enemies

Mo Yuan was the rarest Holy Son the Demon Domain had seen in a thousand years, yet he became a laughingstock during his decisive battle with his nemesis, Ling Yun. Not only did Ling Yun knock him into a spatial rift with one sword strike, but he also absurdly turned into a woman.

White hair, golden eyes, and red robes like blood. She barely reached her opponent’s chest, and a stubborn cowlick stuck up from her head.

“Ling Yun, just you wait!”

Clenching her fists, she swore an oath. Taking the alias A Wan, she infiltrated a righteous sect, determined to seduce this Holy Son of the righteous path, make him suffer heartbreak, and then cruelly abandon him, so he could taste what it was like to fall from the clouds.

But carrying out the plan proved extraordinarily difficult. She tried to throw herself into his arms, but slipped and fell into a mud pit. She tried to drug him with a love potion, but ended up getting herself blackout drunk and clinging to his leg, calling him “Sect Master.” She tried to sow discord, only to become a “shield” between him and the female cultivators.

Ling Yun watched the girl who teetered on the brink of courting death every day, the amusement in his eyes growing deeper.

He had recognized the Demon Domain Holy Son’s token hidden in her collar the first time she fell.

Since she had delivered herself right to his door, he might as well take his time and warm her up with a little sweetness.

He draped a robe over her shoulders, wiped her sword clean, took responsibility when she caused trouble, and stayed up all night when she fell ill.

Watching her transform from a fierce little beast into a girl who blushed, Ling Yun chuckled. “A Wan, it’s time for this game to end.”