[Treasure this book while you can]
[Ancestor of the Hehuan Sect + cultivation + 1vN + harem rivalry battlefield]
In her past life, Fu Yao had carefully maneuvered at every turn, leading the Hehuan Sect to the peak, only to be left with nothing by a pair of treacherous lovers-
Her cultivation was drained, and the lives of more than a hundred members of her sect became stepping stones for others to ascend to immortality.
When she opened her eyes again, she had become the most doted-on little princess of the Ghost Domain.
Headstrong and spoiled, a cultivation failure.
After ten thousand years of painstakingly practicing ghost control, not one of the ghosts filling her halls would obey her.
How hard could it be to control ghosts?
She was the venerable ancestor of the Hehuan Sect. How could she fail to learn it?
But the more she practiced ghost control, the stranger things got.
She only wanted to control ghosts. She never meant to summon a bunch of male ghosts!
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The ancient Demon Lord, who died in the war between gods and demons, lifted her chin, his eyes burning with obsessive crimson:
"Since this body of mine can help you cultivate... would you like to claim it?"
The Soul-locked Demon King wrapped himself around her waist, his bewitching voice drawing her in:
"No ghosts in the Ghost Domain obey you? Then all the demons of the Demon Domain are yours to command."
The first Sword Cultivator, who had killed himself to save his clan, stood before her with his sword raised, his white robes stained with blood. He bowed his head to her alone:
"I draw my sword today only to protect you. Will you grant me a place by your side someday?"
Her childhood friend from the Ghost Domain, whose soul had been scattered while saving her, wrapped his arms around her from behind, his presence cold yet tender:
"You're still so young. How could I bear to let someone else have you?"
