After Leaving My Sect, I Took Refuge with My Archrival

[Reading Guide]

A fallen leader of the righteous sects x a sharp-tongued but soft-hearted Demon Lord

The male lead's combat strength is temporarily diminished, but his wits remain sharp. The female lead says one thing and means another, and is fiercely protective of her own.

On a stormy night, he knocked on his archenemy's door.

Qin Mochuan, once the leader of the Xuantian Sect, now had his Dao foundation destroyed. Covered in blood, he looked like a stray dog.

The one who opened the door was Ke Li, the Demon Lord whose cultivation he had personally crippled three years ago.

“Sorry. I didn't know where else to go.”

Ke Li looked at the once-glorious foe who had shaken the Nine Provinces and could only sneer.

Save him? She just didn't want him dying on her doorstep and bringing bad luck.

She took him back to her lair, treated his wounds, and fed him medicine, all while keeping a running tally of the bill:

The sky-blue velvet carpet, the snow-silkworm silk cushion, and even that bowl of spicy hotpot… He'd have to pay for it all!

But she hadn't expected his ears to turn red when she fed him, much less that the depths of those silent eyes concealed a secret powerful enough to overturn the world.

When the Righteous Alliance's wanted posters covered the city gates, and the hidden blade of his sect was raised once more…

Ke Li stood with her sword in hand and raised an eyebrow at the badly wounded man behind her:

“Hey, you owe me a fortune. You don't get to die that easily.”