Chen Xueyi transmigrated into a high-powered cultivation world, but she was a mortal.
Mortals could cultivate with spirit stones, too, but cultivating as a mortal was too hard. She didn't want to go to all that trouble. She planned to coast through life, then be buried after a good eighty or a hundred years.
However, mortals in this world were ashamed to eat grains. They didn't grow food or study cooking, and what they ate to fill their stomachs tasted worse than cat food.
For Xueyi, whose greatest joy in life was eating, it was like the sky had fallen.
Luckily, she had a fellow mortal husband who was just as unambitious, named Wu Hao.
Wu Hao was breathtakingly handsome, the kind of man who made hearts flutter just by looking at him.
But he was frail and came down with high fevers at the drop of a hat. He spoke little and wasn't very affectionate toward her.
Still, he took care of her with all his strength, even when ill, and never left her side because he worried for her safety.
She thought he was quiet and withdrawn only because he was suffering from his illness, and that he cared about her deep down.
Xueyi did her best to look after him whenever he was weak, too.
They were like an ordinary mortal couple with a calm relationship, supporting each other through life.
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After being burned by the spirit flames for thousands of years, he was finally woken by a racket. A thing calling itself the System told him that touching that mortal woman would weaken the spirit flames.
If the number above her head, called Favorability, reached 100, the flames would be extinguished completely.
Qitian, burned down to a skeleton: Looking to die.
The skeleton unleashed divine power capable of destroying heaven and earth, but the mortal woman was unharmed.
Crush her! He grabbed the mortal woman by the throat.
So cool. Even the cracks in his scorched bones had knit together.
He'd keep her around for now. If the mortal woman didn't know her place, he'd crush her.
Qitian found a mortal's corpse and molded it into his original appearance.
When the mortal woman saw him, her Favorability went up by 10. When he told her he was her husband, it went up by 30.
She knew her place. It looked like it wouldn't take long to reach 100.
But when her Favorability reached 50, it stopped moving.
The spirit flames burned his flesh until it split. If he used his spiritual power, he might explode. A mortal body couldn't withstand the flames, so he planned to get a stronger one. The mortal woman actually reached out to touch him. Didn't she know she'd die
Mm... So cool.
That filthy mortal dared to touch him!
Get away! His spiritual power was useless, so he grabbed her hand… So refreshing.
...Once the spirit flames were gone, he'd chop her up, sleep in her skin, and rest his head on her bones!
The body nuzzled the mortal woman's palm.
The mortal woman pressed her lips together, her eyes full of worry.
But then
[Ping! Target's Favorability +1]
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Perhaps because she had transmigrated, spiritual power and spells had no effect on Xueyi, and demons, monsters, and ghosts couldn't hurt her.
When an elder of Guangyang Sect, the foremost immortal sect, learned this, he invited her to join their plan to slay the demon.
The old man said the Demon Ancestor had used unorthodox methods to cultivate and monopolized too much spiritual energy, leaving so little in the world that mortals had to live such difficult lives. If they killed him, the spiritual energy would be released, and everyone could live forever.
Then people could study cooking again.
Since spiritual power couldn't hurt her anyway, Xueyi agreed.
But Wu Hao was a mortal, and could easily get hurt.
When Xueyi told him, he said, "Let's go together."
Wu Hao would rather take a risk than be separated from her. Xueyi smiled, dimples appearing in her cheeks. "All right. If we run into danger, stay behind me. I'll protect you."
The mortal Wu Hao's expression remained bland. He neither agreed nor disagreed.
The System asked in a sneaky little voice: [Master, are you going to kill yourself?]
For the first time in ages, Qitian, the Demon Ancestor inside Wu Hao, laughed. [I too would like to know how one can kill me.]
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Dark clouds churned, and demonic winds sliced like blades, drawing blood at a touch.
In the battle between gods and demons, the gods of the Divine Realm were spattered with blood. Only Xueyi, dressed in white as pure as snow, remained untouched by the powers of gods and demons.
The demon appeared. Cracked, fiery patterns shimmered across the half-mask covering his face, like magma bubbling beneath parched earth, ready to burst forth at any moment.
Xueyi held the holy weapon for slaying demons and drove it into his heart.
The demon paused for a moment. The holy weapon melted in the flames raging within him, to no effect.
He scoffed, removed his mask, bent down, and bit hard into her lips.
The instant they touched, the magma inside the demon went out. Heaven and earth trembled, and immortals, demons, ghosts, and gods all turned to ash.
Only then did Xueyi realize that the husband who had been so powerful whenever he touched her in her former life was Qitian, the great demon who was the enemy of all living things and had destroyed the world seven times in more than a hundred thousand years.
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A socialist "sweet and naive" girl x a purely evil great demon
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Theme: Love and peace.
