My Cold and Aloof Immortal Lord’s Heart Demon Is Actually Me

In the summer of the twelfth year of Tianheng, heavy snow fell across Zhongzhou.

The Demon King’s tomb shook several times, fiends ran amok, and seventeen people died overnight in Pingyao County.

Because she was born with green eyes, Sangsang, an ordinary mortal, was branded a demon and sentenced to death by burning at the stake.

Ye Qinming, senior disciple to the head of Baiyujing, the greatest sect in the Taixu realm, happened to be traveling through the area. He formed his Nascent Soul at seventeen and became a Deity at twenty, crushing countless geniuses to claim the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking. Standing before the pyre, he swung his sword just once.

One stroke stopped the flames, and another slew a demon from afar.

The two traveled together. In keeping with her late friend’s final wish, Sangsang took an infant to Shuiyunjian, while Ye Qinming went to investigate the Demon King’s tomb.

Sangsang was lively by nature. Whenever she saw Ye Qinming’s cold, stern face, she couldn’t help teasing him. But Ye Qinming always kept his distance with an air of righteous solemnity.

Baiyujing’s rules were strict. Its sect regulations numbered three thousand five hundred, specifying everything, with punishment for any violation.

Rule number 350: Disciples of the sect must not become entangled in romantic love. Only by transcending all attachment can one reach the Great Dao.

After suppressing his feelings for so long, Ye Qinming developed a heart demon. All day long, a voice echoed in his mind: “Sangsang, Sangsang, Sangsang, Sangsang...”

So during the day, he pretended to be composed, coldly rejecting Sangsang’s advances. But at night, he would sneak into her room.

At first, he only stood beside her bed and watched her all night. Then he grew bolder, touching her hand, kissing her...

After they arrived at Shuiyunjian, Sangsang decided to stay. She went to say goodbye to Ye Qinming. But before she could speak, a snake’s tail coiled around her and knocked her unconscious.

When she woke, she found herself surrounded by completely unfamiliar furnishings.

Ye Qinming’s pupils had turned completely white. His long snake tail coiled around her, holding her fast against him. His long, forked tongue slid over Sangsang’s cheek. “From now on, you can never leave me.”

P.S. This is an indulgent kink-focused story, not a heroine-centered one. There isn’t much plot; it mainly focuses on romantic tension.

My take on a beautiful, powerful, tragic male lead. He’s an artificially created demon, not one born that way.

The female lead has no spiritual roots but has her own golden finger. She doesn’t cultivate immortality, but she’s very strong.

Theme: Be a good person and keep improving every day