The Demon Lord Lin Yao was ambushed. His shattered body was thrown into a bottomless abyss.
Lin Yao cultivated the Dao of Detachment from Desire, and his body was exceptionally resilient. To destroy his soul completely, they had to make him feel desire.
The various immortal sects discussed it and decided to recruit beauties who fit the criteria of "alluring, seductive, and devoted." In other words: beautiful, skilled at seduction, and able to pretend to be deeply in love.
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A hundred years passed, and no one succeeded.
Until a good-for-nothing cultivator was accidentally thrown down.
Lin Yao never expected that, as he clung to life, he would feel a warm breeze and bright sunshine in a place where resentful souls were buried.
Shi Qingyu was a cozy-home renovation expert who had transmigrated into a novel as a cannon-fodder character who abused Lin Yao and made his life a living hell.
Lin Yao died full of hatred, then returned a hundred years later as a king. That would also be the moment Shi Qingyu was ground to dust.
Shi Qingyu decided to take good care of the Demon Lord. But the Demon Lord still died, glaring at him with a look that seemed ready to tear him apart and devour him alive.
I'm done for!
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After the Demon Lord's death, the world descended into an endless hell. All living things were infected by demonic energy, growing wild and mutating into monstrous forms.
And the Demon Lord, whose resentment had filled the heavens a hundred years ago, was about to be reborn.
They say that a sacred son with a naturally immortal body was born atop the Immortal Tomb. Only he could lead the immortals in killing the Demon Lord.
But the sacred son's yang energy was too strong, so he needed an immortal maiden with a yin constitution to stay by his side.
The immortal men and women of every sect waited eagerly and prayed night after night, never imagining that a famous good-for-nothing would be selected.
Shi Qingyu walked into an empty hall and saw a man of peerless, immortal beauty seated in a high position.
The man lowered his head. Silver-white hair drifted down, untouched by the mortal world.
"I have three preferences for someone who stays by my side."
"P-please, tell me."
He pinched Shi Qingyu's chin and gently stroked it, revealing a faint smile.
"Alluring, seductive, and devoted."
[A hundred years of longing, buried for far too long.]
The sacred son and the Demon Lord are the same person~~~ his light side and his dark side.
Theme: Even when all seems lost, life can offer a way out. Never give up hope