She was once the Ice-Soul Immortal Maiden, the most untouchable being in the Immortal Realm. For three hundred years, she had lived a life of pure abstinence, only to raise the most vicious ingrate with her own hands.
Three years ago, her most prized final disciple fell to demonic cultivation and slaughtered the mountain. She hated him to the bone, seeing him as the greatest disgrace of her life.
Three years later, that wicked disciple led an army of demons to storm her mountain gate and locked her away in the deepest bedchamber of his demonic palace.
"Master, if you escape once, I'll catch you once. The farther you run, the tighter I'll lock you up."
Black-and-gold chains coiled around her slender ankles, and the Demon Lord's fingertips traced her trembling collarbone. She gritted her teeth in hatred, but could only suppress her murderous intent and feign compliance, searching for a sliver of hope amid the humiliation.
But she didn't know that the body being held captive was slowly betraying her will.
And the truth the mad disciple had hidden in his eyes for three years was far more painful than she could have imagined.
"Hate me or fear me, Master. For the rest of your life, you can only be mine."
