After the Revered Lord's Temperament Changed Completely

The Immortal Venerable Hengwu was always reserved and dignified, with a nature as icy as frost. She was the lofty flower of the immortal sects.

After entering seclusion, she awoke in a demon realm awash in blood. She, the foremost of the immortal sects and the light of the righteous path, had somehow become the Demon Realm's Overlord,

and a thoroughly lecherous, wicked overlord at that, who had brought home one, two, three, four... peerlessly beautiful companions.

Hengwu: It must be a trial of my inner demon. I'm not afraid.

Then she saw the fourth consort, a stunning demon woman, approaching with a flirtatious sway.

She was afraid.

The fourth consort was a demon, beautiful as a flower, with snow-white skin and exquisite features. Her temperament was... uninhibited.

Her body was soft as jade, and she fell into Hengwu's arms, murmuring, "I hope Your Excellency will show me some tenderness."

The Overlord said nothing and pushed her away. Her peerless face was cold, and her icy gaze swept over the woman like a sword. Then she suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

The fourth consort giggled. "This humble one is one hundred and eighty years old, ahem, eighteen~"

The Overlord pondered for a moment, then said, "At eighteen, you should be studying."

The fourth consort: ???

The third consort lunged from the shadows with her sword. The blade flashed, a beauty as graceful as jade, her sword gleaming like a rainbow.

She hated the Demon Lord with all her heart. Today, she would fight against impossible odds, even if it meant mutual destruction.

The sword stopped half an inch from Hengwu's brow.

Looking at the beauty before her, whose face was full of humiliation and defiance, Hengwu calmly said, "You have good bones. Learn swordsmanship from me."

The third consort: Huh???

The Overlord's temperament suddenly changed, and a craze for learning swept through the Demon Realm.

Everyone discovered that the Overlord really was a genius. She knew everything about medicine, music, swordsmanship, and the arts, and managed to keep those beauties, who had been threatening to tear the place apart, completely in line. She even turned the mysterious, terrifying Demon Realm into a prestigious academy for cultivating the Dao.

The beauties who had once wanted to escape now brought along fellow believers to the Demon Realm to attend lessons.

The beauties who had once tried to assassinate the Overlord now bickered jealously every day over who got extra lessons from the Demon Lord.

Countless others came to join the Demon Realm after hearing the news, all eager to attend the Overlord's lectures.

Hengwu was quite satisfied with it all. Even in the Demon Realm, she could return to her quiet life of practicing the sword and cultivating the Dao, undisturbed as a still well.

Until she saw the first consort, whom she had imprisoned deep in the palace.

Her hand trembled, and her sword form faltered.

That woman was the only ripple in the Immortal Venerable's otherwise still life,

the last trace of selfishness in her utterly selfless, passionless path.

Theme: Studying hard is the way to grow.