I dressed up as the most beautiful woman in the world of cultivation, and had to maintain my aloof persona in the mist-shrouded fairy palace every day.
Until I picked up a demon who had lost his memory. He firmly believed that he was a stray cat.
"Fairy, please take me in." He rubbed the hem of my skirt, and fluffy cat ears popped out of his head.
I seriously refused: "How can a person who cultivates immortality keep pets?"
That night, I saw him squatting on the roof of the fairy palace, howling miserably at the moon.
