As a three-tailed fox demon, Li Xiaofan wants only two things:
First, to repay her human upperclassman, Mu Qingtong, for saving her life all those years ago.
Second, to keep the words she has never dared to say aloud buried in her heart: “I love you.”
That is, until she is on the brink of death in Soul-Burial Valley and meets the youngest goddess of the Featherfolk.
Han Qingqing’s icy blue eyes hold no pity, only a scrutiny so intense it borders on obsession, something Li Xiaofan cannot understand.
“Stay here.” The goddess’s voice is as cold as shattered ice. “Your life belongs to me now.”
From then on, the sacred mountain becomes the most splendid of cages.
Li Xiaofan is forced to wear the Featherfolk’s bridal robes, forced to forget the simple joys of mortal life, forced to become the goddess’s exclusive “possession.”
She cannot understand why a lofty goddess would feel such a twisted possessiveness toward a weak fox demon.
Nor can she understand why, whenever Han Qingqing is hurt, a matching pain strikes her own chest.
Until the human genius Chi Tianyuan leads his army up the sacred mountain, pointing his sword at the goddess.
“Give her back to me!”
Until Li Xiaofan sees the wings spread behind Han Qingqing, stained with blood and the Dark Abyss.
Until, amid the agony in her chest, she hears the goddess whisper:
“You asked why I saved you?”
“Because a thousand years ago... you saved me first.”
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