I Was Betrayed by My Secret Love, the Immortal Lord, and Became a Demon to Seek Revenge on the World.

I, Zhu Luo, am an ordinary grassroots person. My greatest achievement in life is that I have been secretly in love with the immortal Lord Ying Mingshan for ten years. Until the night of the celebration banquet in the fairy world, he burst into my room with drunken eyes and his hot breath fell on my ear: "Luo'er, I have endured this for too long..." My heart was beating like thunder, thinking that my ten-year secret love would finally see the light of day. The next second, the door was knocked open and everyone was in an uproar. That Immortal Lord, who was as gentle as jade and a model in the immortal world, pointed at me in front of everyone, and his voice was as cold as ice: "The evil disciple Zhu Luo seduces the teacher and messes up the immortal sect - according to the law, his cultivation will be abolished and he will be whipped ninety times." When the thunder lock penetrated my Pipa bone, the demon king who was massacring the city thousands of miles away was ignited, and my heart suddenly hurt. He tore apart the space and came, amidst the bloody light in the Zhuxian Terrace, and pulled me into his arms. "This person," he raised his eyes, scanned the entire crowd of immortals, and said word by word: "Is it your turn to move?" Later I learned that this is called "synesthesia" - it hurts me when it hurts, and it hurts me when it hurts. The Immortal Sect issued a killing order, and I became a traitor that could not be tolerated by both the immortal and demonic worlds. On the way to escape, this demon king, who was rumored to be murderous, world-weary and indifferent, pinched my chin and sneered: "If you don't want to die, learn magic. Don't drag me down." He taught me spells and forced me to serve him. He said, "If you die, I will be in trouble." But he always protected me behind him every time he was in danger. Until my glorious Immortal Lord appeared again, kneeling in front of me covered in blood: "Luo'er, my master regrets it... Go back with your master and let's start over." When my eyes were red, Xing Jin suddenly cut his arm with a sword. Severe pain came through synaesthesia, and I curled up in pain. He licked away the blood on his arm with a sinister look in his eyes: "See clearly, you are hurting now - it's because of me." (The copy was written on January 23, 2026, and has been screenshotted) Purpose: Survival from desperate situation