My name is Shen Zhaoxue, and I am a demon.
Of course, I never killed anyone. Because I was taken home by my master, Yuehua Xianzun, the number one swordsman in the world of cultivation, since I was a child.
At this time, I was facing a huge problem: how to keep my demon identity a secret in Guanlan Academy, where geniuses gathered, and survive until I graduated safely.
On the first day of school, my third senior brother, who was not too concerned about the excitement, showed me off to everyone: "Look, my junior sister is a genius!"
Me: ... Besides smiling, what else can I do?
But I soon discovered that I was far from the only one with secrets in this academy.
Things started to get interesting - we tacitly understood each other and covered each other, and turned out to be the weirdest "mutual aid alliance for troubled children".
Until a well-designed hunt, my identity was completely exposed in front of the world.
Facing the sword's edge that turned in an instant.
I understand. This warm dream has come to an end.
I returned to the place that should belong to me - the Demon Realm.
My father pointed to me in the direction of the Immortal Gate and said, "Look, that's your enemy."
But what I saw was an old friend who was also trapped by the camp and couldn't help himself.
Later, after I killed my father and ascended to the position of Demon King, I was finally able to say what I had wanted to say for a long time: "Stop the war!"
The Immortal Sect was in an uproar, and the Demon Clan was boiling.
An old classmate crossed the battle line and asked me, sword in hand: "Shen Zhaoxue, whose side are you on?"
I stand in the lonely highest place, with the ruins of the old world at my feet, and the new sun that has not yet risen behind me.
I can finally answer the question that Master never asked back then:
"I'm not taking any side."
"I stand on the path of my own choosing."
Purpose: live a good life
