The Demon Lord Played with My Feelings and Abandoned Me

A heaven-blessed, arrogant hero, leader of the righteous sects, as the top; a demon who thinks he is devious and wicked beyond redemption as the bottom

Qu Chan had been expected to achieve great things since childhood. Everyone said he was the hope heaven had bestowed upon the demon clan, born with evil in his blood. Every demon hoped this once-in-a-century natural-born devil would lead them to wash away the humiliation of being driven into the wilderness by the Immortal Alliance and forced to hide wherever they could.

A great demon destined to go down in history deserved a first victim with a name and a face. Anything less would be an insult to his hand.

As soon as Qu Chan learned to read, he began seriously choosing the unfortunate soul, or rather, the lucky one.

Hmm, he should be good-looking, so Qu Chan wouldn't have to look at an eyesore while fighting him.

Hmm, he should be pretty skilled, or it would be boring if one slash finished him off.

Hmm, it would be best if he had a good reputation too. That way, Qu Chan's name would be all the more terrifying.

He picked and picked. This one wasn't exciting enough, that one wasn't worthy. He searched from winter to summer, then from spring to autumn, and still couldn't decide.

Then one year, demonic beasts ran amok in the south. A young swordsman from the Immortal Alliance was sent to meet the crisis. With no support at all, he held Tianmen Pass alone for seven days, never letting a single beast cross the pass. His fame spread far and wide, and people everywhere told tales of his heroic stance before the beast tide, sword in hand.

His name was Xu Shuxiao, the new generation's chief disciple under Lingbi Mountain.

Qu Chan somehow got hold of a portrait of the swordsman. His eyes lit up, and he happily told the clan elders, "That's the one!"

The elders thought it over. Reputation, looks, ability: the man had it all. He really was the perfect choice.

From then on, Qu Chan hung Xu Shuxiao's portrait beside his bed and had the clan's younger members gather as much information about him as possible. Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

But before Qu Chan could make his grand entrance and challenge Xu Shuxiao to a duel, civil strife broke out among the demon clan.

As Qu Chan fled, he ran into disciples from Lingbi Mountain who were also escaping after a major upheaval in the Immortal Alliance. Xu Shuxiao was among them. He was every bit as handsome as in the portrait, but he was not only gravely injured, he also seemed to have lost his memory!

Qu Chan had a sudden inspiration. He thought, If I seduce him, win his heart, and then take his life, that should make me the greatest enemy in the world.

But he didn't manage to kill him.

Many years later, Qu Chan was in disguise and had accidentally become a disciple of Lingbi Mountain. He happened to hear that everyone on the mountain had united and spent years making plans. They were ready at any moment to invade the wilderness and capture that demon, just waiting for their sect leader to give the order!

Qu Chan: ???

Lingbi Mountain disciple: Oh, you really don't know? Once, some reckless demon dared to make a move on our sect leader. He tricked our sect leader's freshly minted, pure and trusting heart, then took his feelings lightly and abandoned him! This is outrageous! Absolutely depraved, hated by all, unforgivable, and against all reason!

Qu Chan was finally horrified and turned to run.

He opened the door, and there in the moonlight stood Xu Shuxiao, head of the Immortal Alliance, sect leader of Lingbi Mountain, and the very picture of grace. He smiled warmly at Qu Chan. "Good disciple, why didn't you tell your master you were going out?"

Later, someone asked the disciples of Lingbi Mountain: "Are you going to execute the demon on the spot?"

The disciples looked puzzled. "No, of course we're bringing him back to marry our sect leader!"

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