The Demon Lord Is Carrying My Child

Ye Feiyin, sect master of an immortal sect in the Upper Realm, was peerlessly beautiful and elegant. For thousands of years, she had never felt mortal desire, and was hailed as the future of the sword cultivators. Yet in the battle between immortals and demons, Ye Feiyin sealed the entrance to the demon abyss with her own strength. With no one daring to help her, she died and her soul was extinguished. The most prominent sword cultivator of an entire realm had fallen just like that. The cultivation world mourned her deeply. After her death, many people lamented: "Sect Master Ye was the purest person I've ever known, as white as a snowflake." "Sect Master Ye sacrificed herself for the Dao. We can only admire her." "She truly was the kindest person in the world..." In her honor, the cultivation world built a shrine to Ye Feiyin, intending to worship her for generations to come. But years later, when another war between immortals and demons broke out and the immortal sects were at a loss, Ye Feiyin returned. The immortal sects were wild with joy, hoping Ye Feiyin would go and plug the hole again. The Sect Master Ye in their memories was still as cool and extraordinary as ever, dressed in white. Even after all these years, neither her expression nor her manner of speaking had changed. Yet what came out of her mouth was: "Yan Huai is close to giving birth, so he couldn't make it. Which one of you is going to die first?" The Demon Venerable Yan Huai called himself the greatest villain of the Six Realms. He thought nothing of the immortal sects, was cold-hearted and merciless, and had killed hundreds, if not thousands, of cultivators. After the battle between immortals and demons, Yan Huai was in high spirits as he led his demon generals to collect the spoils of war. But at the exit of the demon abyss, he saw Ye Feiyin lying lifeless. They said she was the greatest sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm. They said she despised evil... Yan Huai knew that she and he were enemies, on opposite sides of good and evil. But when Ye Feiyin, her body half-covered in blood, slowly opened her eyes, cold as snow, snow seemed to fall in Yan Huai's heart, leaving only the pure white of her, sacred as the moon in the heavens. 1. Cultivation levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Severing, Body Integration, Tribulation Transcendence, Deity Transformation, Great Ascension, Ascension 2. Please don't mention other novels in the comments, and don't mention my novel in other comment sections. If I see it, I'll delete it immediately. 3. Comments involving real-world people will also be deleted immediately if I see them. Theme: Strive to be self-reliant even in adversity