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The great demon Lin Yang finally died. But thirteen years after her death, someone went to extraordinary lengths to bring her back to life.

The person who saved her was the younger brother of a friend from years ago: Ji Fuxue, the exceptionally gifted young immortal lord of Yingzhou Island. Their relationship was rather complicated. You could say he was her future brother-in-law.

As his name suggested, the immortal lord was pure and cold as snow, with a clear mind and no worldly desires. Afterward, Lin Yang busied herself restoring her cultivation, running all over the heavens and earth, and paid no attention to anything else. The only trouble was that once a month, no matter where she was, she had to come back to Ji Fuxue to "renew her life" and stabilize her soul.

During one trip to a secret realm, a young man she had once guided and cared for recognized her. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and choked out, "Sister... I'm so glad you're still alive."

Just then, a group of people flew past on clouds high above. The immortal lord at their head glanced down from afar, pressing his lips together as his lashes lowered, his expression cloaked in icy frost.

Three days later, when Lin Yang went to see Ji Fuxue again, she found the young immortal lord had been drinking. A faint flush colored his cheeks. When Lin Yang leaned closer, he turned his face away, but when she stepped back, he abruptly seized her wrist. Deep emotions swirled in his pale eyes. "But this time, I was clearly the first to find you..."

Lin Yang realized something was not quite right.

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Before she became a demon, Lin Yang was one of the most dazzling figures in the Nine Provinces: cultivated and refined, graceful and elegant, of exalted status and widely admired.

When he was a lovestruck teenager, Ji Fuxue followed his elder sister to all kinds of grand gatherings across the Nine Provinces more than once. Immortal lords and ladies filled those events, but the seats at the front were always occupied by the same people.

Ji Fuxue would quietly sit beside his sister, and many times he watched as a woman took her seat at the front beneath the gazes of thousands. Sometimes a young boy would accompany her. He was the same age as Xie Zeyu, but bright, forthright, and carefree. Not only did the older boys and girls dote on him, Lin Yang even personally oversaw his lessons.

Ji Fuxue was reserved and never spoke at such gatherings. Those outside the family praised him for embodying the Ji family's steadiness from a young age, and for possessing a peerless bearing.

Only he knew the truth.

The young immortal lord of the Ji family never envied others for charming their way into the spotlight. But more than once, he envied those who became the exception, claiming so much of Lin Yang's attention.

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Ten years, then thirteen more. At last, Lin Yang saw Ji Fuxue.

So he would never accept anyone taking her away again.

Watching one old acquaintance after another rush to her side, declaring how much they had missed her and cared for her, Ji Fuxue scheduled their final "life-renewal" at the hot springs on Tianshan.

Steam billowed through the heavenly pool, and mist swirled in the air. The coldest and most refined immortal lord in the Nine Provinces awkwardly yet boldly began removing his clothes, one piece at a time. His lashes were damp with mist, and the hollows of his collarbones brimmed with pool water. He stubbornly insisted:

"You like people like them? Debauched, bold, shameless. I can be like that too."

"Lin Yang, give me a chance. I'll do it better."

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