She was once the Demon Lord who looked down upon the world from the Silent Abyss. Now, with her Star Rank shattered, she is a prisoner forced into a political marriage. Dressed in bridal red, Fei Ye steps into the radiant Jiuchen Star Palace to marry her sworn enemy, Saint Son Xuanji, the very man who cast her into the dust. But what awaits her is neither judgment nor humiliation, only a cold contract for a hundred years: play the loving couple in public and leave each other alone in private.
She conceals her deep-seated hatred, putting on an obedient front by day while secretly studying the forbidden tome Myriad Transformations Return to the Void, a scripture powerful enough to devour the light. She hopes to gather her strength again and swears to have her revenge. He sits above the clouds, in control of the laws of the stars. Though he seems indifferent to her, a “cripple,” his gaze quietly follows her whenever danger draws near.
This marriage pact, born of scheming and compromise, is like a dance on the edge of a cliff. Then, at the Dao Debate Assembly, the power within her, a force that has no place in this world, suddenly spirals out of control, and she is on the verge of being exposed before everyone.
In full view of the crowd, the cool and impassive Saint Son leans close. His warm breath brushes her ear as he whispers something earth-shattering: “Madam…” “Does that dual cultivation manual need your husband to guide you in person?”
At that moment, Fei Ye realizes the truth: the contract she had thought was only a temporary expedient had already bound their fates together beyond undoing, with their true names and marks inscribed upon it.
The Supreme Tribulation of the Nine Nether Profound Heavens
From the Loess Plateau to the Banks of West Lake
The World Kisses Me with Pain, So I’ll Repay It with Glory
Two Faces of Buddha and Demon
Entering the Dao Under a Calamity: Immortals, Buddhas, and Demons Erased with a Flick of My Finger
Neither Immortal nor Demon, I Slay the Three Realms
