[Dear readers, if you can, please wait until the novel is complete before reading. I really don't have the energy right now. I just finished exams and immediately started working. I have to work while going to school, and every day I feel completely drained, just forcing myself to keep going on sheer willpower. Once I get used to this high-pressure life, I'll come back and update. I can't promise regular updates, but I will finish the story.]
In her previous life, Fei Wei devoted herself to the Dao, only to be struck by heavenly lightning and reduced to a charred corpse.
When she opened her eyes again, she had become the infamous Fourth Miss of the General's Mansion.
Her new body had mediocre aptitude, making it hard to achieve the Great Dao.
Even worse, the original owner was an unruly beauty-obsessed woman. Not only had she repeatedly harassed the princes of the ruling dynasty, she'd even forced herself on a frail hostage prince sent from an enemy state.
The hostage prince looked at her like she was a pervert.
The servants looked at her like she was a tyrant.
Fei Wei: ...
Fei Wei: No matter. In my previous life, I cultivated the Dao of Wanting Nothing. Stay calm.
One day, she happened to turn around.
She saw the hostage prince, her husband in name only, being pinned to the ground and humiliated by several cruel servants.
The youth wore thin clothes, and his exposed wrists were painfully thin.
Fei Wei sighed.
From that day on, her tranquil heart of the Dao stirred with the faintest ripple.
"Don't be afraid. I'll protect you from now on." Her voice was calm as she held out a hand.
The disheveled youth raised his head. Her reflection appeared in his dark eyes, then he slapped her hand away.
Fei Wei didn't give up. She taught him to do good, protected him, and treated him with basic dignity.
But in the end, he chose a different path from hers.
The last time Fei Wei helped him escape danger, she let go and said calmly, "If we meet again, don't hold back."
With that, she never looked back.
So she never saw the youth behind her, collapsed in the blood and mud, his fingers brushing the hem of her skirt. His hands were empty, his gaze crazed.
Later, she lost all her cultivation and was held in his arms, her mortal body weak and frail.
The youth who had once been bullied by everyone had become a demon emperor who killed without mercy. He turned the mortal world into a living hell and the Qing River into a sea of blood, yet wore a tender smile.
"I'll share half my demonic core with you." He pressed his forehead to hers, their breaths mingling.
"From now on, we'll live and die together, share every joy and sorrow, and never be apart."
He buried his face in the hollow of her neck like a child afraid of being abandoned.
"A Wei... Now you'll never be able to leave me."
Demonic power crept through her meridians, inch by inch. From then on, the Great Dao was beyond her reach.
Fei Wei gritted her teeth and endured the agony of a thousand ants gnawing at her heart. All she said in reply was:
"I warned you not to hold back."
#I fell into darkness for one person, and I regret nothing.
#I attained Buddhahood for one person, asking nothing of fate.
[Helpful notes and content warnings]
1. The setting is fictional, and I've made up plenty of details, so please don't overthink them.
2. Both leads are sexually inexperienced. The love interest has to win her back after hurting her.
3. The heroine isn't overpowered, with a golden finger and superhuman strength.
4. Feel free to point out errors.
5. Once I start a novel, I'll see it through to the end. I believe in finishing what I start.
Theme: Never forget your original intentions
