Fairy, Don't Run! The Lord of the Netherworld Palace Just Wants to Cuddle

Mu Qinghan, master of the Netherworld Hall and a mighty figure in the demonic path, lives as she pleases and loves two things most: snatching treasures and teasing fairies.

Ruan Ciyue, the foremost disciple of the Tianyan Sect, is aloof and otherworldly. The two things she hates most are having her treasures stolen and being teased by Mu Qinghan.

“Mu Qinghan, give me back my sword!”

“Ask me nicely.”

“I’ll ask your ancestors!”

“That sounds lovely. Insult me a couple more times?”

The righteous and demonic paths are sworn enemies? She insists on keeping their relationship tangled.

Immortals and demons are worlds apart? She’ll drag her into the mortal world.

Until the day the seal at the River of Forgetfulness shattered, filth ran rampant, and the Three Realms teetered on the brink of collapse.

Mu Qinghan stood with her sword amid mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, then smiled over her shoulder.

“Ruan Ciyue, I want both you and the world.”

An unpredictable demonic hall master × a cold-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside leader of the immortal sect

One flees, the other pursues; with nowhere to escape, they entrust their lives to each other and lose themselves in love and hate.

Treasure hunting in secret realms, flirting in hot springs, clashes between the righteous and demonic paths, and the world as their chessboard.

“Who says the righteous and demonic paths can’t coexist? I’ll make this celestial maiden descend to the mortal realm for me.”

The demonic sect leader keeps stealing my treasures and flirting with me. Later, she stole me too.