After My Divine Bone Was Stolen: The Demon Lord of the Nine Netherworlds Keeps Me Close

The day her stepmother stole her divine bone, Shen Qingci thought she would die in the God-Burying Abyss.

Instead, the Demon Lord, who had slumbered at the bottom of the abyss for ten thousand years, lifted her bloodstained chin. “I’ve waited nine thousand years for this Chaotic Dao Physique.”

From then on, she commands the stars with her left hand and life and death with her right, while an alluring Demon Lord follows her everywhere and refuses to leave her alone.

At the grand ceremony where the immortal sects choose their leader, her stepmother weeps, “Qingci, if you’re still alive, why won’t you come home?”

Shen Qingci smiles faintly. “Because I want to watch you... be spurned by every immortal.”

The Demon Lord toys with her fingertips. “Had your fun? It’s time to return to the Demon Realm and bear me some little foxes.”

Then a sudden pain grips her lower abdomen. On the day the diagnosis reveals two pulses,

the Demon Lord stares at the astrolabe in shock. “What you’re carrying... is a world-ending celestial fox?”