Nan Mingyin, the greatest cultivator alive, was on the verge of ascending, while the immortal and demonic factions were locked in a fierce battle.
She was merely an unaffiliated cultivator.
The Immortal Court resorted to every means to recruit her into their sect to fight the demon clan.
The demons had gone mad, attacking every cultivator they saw and fighting to the death.
Nan Mingyin wanted no part of it. She decided to hide her identity and live as an ordinary person. She bought a little restaurant that was about to go under, married a sickly but handsome man, got herself a vicious dog and a wild cat, and began the most utterly ordinary life imaginable.
Ten years later, the Immortal Court finally sent someone to sue for peace. Nan Mingyin thought it was finally over and she could prepare for closed-door cultivation.
Unexpectedly, just a few days later came the news that the Demon Lord had killed the envoy sent by the Immortal Court and destroyed another sect.
Nan Mingyin's plans were ruined. She cursed, "That damned Demon Lord even killed the person sent for a political marriage. Why doesn't heaven just strike him dead with lightning?"
Her sickly husband: "Mm, he deserves to die!"
Nan Mingyin: "Good will triumph over evil. The Immortal Court will win eventually!"
Her sickly husband: "Mm, of course it will."
Nan Mingyin: "That bloodthirsty, brutal psycho is definitely going to get what's coming to him!"
Her sickly husband chimed in softly, "Everything my wife says is right."
She spent a while grumbling her way through life, until one night she woke to find her husband gone. She went outside to look for him, only to find her sickly husband lounging in a rocking chair beneath the corridor, casually twirling a lock of hair. A crowd of demonic cultivators knelt in the courtyard.
"We respectfully beseech the Demon Lord to return to the demon realm."
Nan Mingyin: Damn, damn, damn! She had gone to such lengths to disguise herself as an ordinary person, yet still ended up married to this psycho.
It seemed fate had decided it. Should she fight or flee? Nan Mingyin chose the latter without hesitation.
The night she left was dark and windy.
She had barely left the town when her husband, wreathed in demon energy, blocked her way.
"My lady, where are you going at this hour?"
Theme: Fighting demons is a lot of fun
