The Demon Lord: a Woman Disguises Herself as a Man and Seeks the Path to Immortality

In the fetid water alley in the south of the city, the smell of urine mixed with the smell of rotten meat was like a pot of ecstasy soup that had been simmered for three days. Cheng Yu was leaning against a wet brick wall, blood was coming out from a cut on her chest, staining her ragged linen clothes red. She had half a piece of brick in her mouth, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.