My Archrival Immortal Venerable Fell to Demonic Cultivation for Me

Yan Fei has a nemesis named Zhe Yu.

Since time immemorial, immortals and demons have been at odds. She was born with a demonic core, carefree by nature, and able to command demons and monsters to bow at her feet.

She was also destined to stand against Zhe Yu, the Immortal Venerable of the celestial realm.

For hundreds of years, she and Zhe Yu had traded victories and defeats, neither ever gaining a decisive advantage.

Who would have thought that during their next battle, Zhe Yu would suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and sway on his feet?

Yan Fei seized the opportunity and took him back to the demon realm without hesitation, but what to do with the prisoner became a serious problem.

One demon offered a suggestion: Defile him! Humiliate him! The immortals have always considered demons filthy. Wouldn't it be wonderful to see the Immortal Venerable Zhe Yu in a state of disgraceful humiliation?

Yan Fei looked at that face, cool and clear as snow and moonlight. For a moment, beauty clouded her judgment and she got carried away, thinking it was a pretty good idea.

But when she pinned Zhe Yu beneath her, she just stared at his face and blanked. No one had told her how to get started!

Zhe Yu saw her confusion and curled his lips in mockery. "You don't know how?"

Demons could be killed, but never humiliated. Yan Fei flew into a rage. The next moment, Zhe Yu shook the chains around his wrists, his eyes dark and deep. "Undo them. I'll do it."

When she woke the next morning, the space beside her was empty, and the gates to the demon realm stood wide open.

The people of the celestial realm stormed into the demon realm. Caught off guard, she met her end with countless arrows piercing her heart.

Yan Fei: Damn! Lust is a blade hanging over your head. What a blunder.

*

But Yan Fei discovered she wasn't quite dead.

She watched herself turn transparent and slowly drift out of her body.

She saw her nemesis draw his sword and stab the commander who had led the attack that day eighteen times.

She saw her nemesis's hair turn white in an instant and his pupils stain red with blood. He had fallen to demonic corruption!

Floating Yan Fei sighed, thinking the celestial realm was probably doomed. Their most powerful Immortal Venerable had gone crazier than any demon, even more demonic than her. Who else could they count on?

One humiliation had driven him this far. Zhe Yu's heart was so fragile, she thought.

But after Zhe Yu finished his rampage, he returned to the demon realm and silently stared at her corpse for a long time.

At last, he said in a low voice, "A Fei, I killed the people who killed you. Don't be afraid. You'll wake up again soon."

Yan Fei, feeling guilty and thinking Zhe Yu was about to chop her into pieces: What, she could wake up again? Wait, what did Zhe Yu just call her? Did he like her? Since when?

Later, she really did float back into her body and wake up.

Zhe Yu stood before her with chains around his wrists, his gaze icy and his manner aloof and untouchable. "Yan Fei, what more do you want?"

At that moment, Yan Fei thought that even if this Immortal Venerable died and his bones were cremated, he would still have a sharp tongue.

*

Later, Zhe Yu asked her, "A Fei, that day, when the main gates of the demon realm were wide open, did you hate me?"

Yan Fei smiled and answered softly, "Zhe Yu, don't you know? Demons have no hearts."

Reader note: This blurb is only a rough draft and may be fleshed out later.

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