Qu Yinqiu entered the immortal sect at the age of six. She worked hard at cultivation for years, but instead of developing a Dao Heart, she grew demonic bones.
She defected from the immortal sect and began cultivating the demonic path. In less than a century, she was hailed as a regional overlord and settled into a lazy life of slacking off by day and sleeping by night.
Until one day, a voice sounded in her ear.
"She is Qu Yinqiu, the ultimate villain of this story. According to the plot, she should have turned evil early on and been killed by the protagonist's group. But her corruption level has never increased and has been stuck at 90% for a hundred years. Your goal is to make her fall completely into darkness!"
As soon as the voice finished speaking, the maid before her inexplicably fell over and spilled hot tea all over her.
Qu Yinqiu: "..."
Qu Yinqiu: "Get out."
After that, all sorts of inexplicable people began appearing around her, each accompanied by the same System voice urging them to corrupt her.
The flowers she'd grown for a century withered. The fish she'd raised for a century died. Strange people kept sneaking into her palace and causing trouble. Her peaceful, lazy life was gone for good.
Qu Yinqiu: What a pain!
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Fu Zhaoxue once traveled down the mountain and came back with a disciple he'd picked up.
His little disciple was willful and spoiled. When she first came up the mountain, she wouldn't talk to anyone. She only tugged at his robe and hid behind him like a bristling little kitten.
Fu Zhaoxue patiently raised and taught her, day after day, year after year, watching her grow from an ignorant child into a poised young woman. He shielded her from every covetous and admiring gaze.
Later, the little disciple grew demonic bones and was hunted by the immortal sect until she was cornered. Helpless, she stood in a pool of blood, surrounded by countless bones, and cried out for her master.
With several arrows in his body, Fu Zhaoxue shattered his soul to save her life and told her not to be afraid.
A hundred years after Fu Zhaoxue's death, a twist of fate brought him back to life in someone else's body.
A voice in his ear told him that if he didn't want to die again, he had to make his little disciple fall completely into darkness.
But his little disciple had already become the overlord of the Demon Realm.
Fu Zhaoxue... When Fu Zhaoxue opened his eyes, he found himself being offered to her as a birthday gift.
Qu Yinqiu, dressed in red like a flame, planted her foot on his bare chest. Her eyes held nothing but lazy mockery. "What game are you playing this time?"
Fu Zhaoxue: "..."
Where did my innocent, cheerful, adorable little disciple go?
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