Chapter One: First Encounter

"The Demoness!"—that's how they all call me. I am an evil spirit who escaped from hell, I don't know my name, where I should go, I just vaguely remember that there seems to be someone waiting for me, but I can't remember his face, I can't remember his voice, I can't even remember who he is! My memories are becoming blurry bit by bit, I'm afraid that one day I'll truly forget him.

I escaped from the underworld hoping to find him, I asked the wind, and the wind would tell me where he is. I've been to the heavens to find him, but the heavens are filled with the people of the underworld, I was afraid they would capture me and take me back, so I escaped to the human realm.

In the human realm, I met a mortal, he told me that as long as I gave him enough money, he would help me find that person, but he deceived me, he took the money and ran away, and I never saw him again.

I also went to the demon realm, everything there felt so familiar, as if I had lived there before, my restless heart surprisingly found a sense of belonging, I thought I had found a home, but I never expected that I would be trapped by a demon that I saved, instead of receiving their gratitude, I was met with an attempt on my life...

I killed them all, and later I left the demon realm, after experiencing the six realms, I finally came to the demon realm, because someone told me that here, as long as I could become the Demon Lord, all the demons would listen to me.

I know my time is running out, the memory of that person has become so blurred, by then I will completely forget him, but just thinking about it, there's an indescribable feeling in my heart...

I must become the Demon Lord, only when I become the Demon Lord can I command the demons to do my bidding... I went through numerous internal battles in the demon realm, and just as I was about to achieve my goal, at this moment, the sand on the ground was suddenly swept up by the wind and spiraled upward.

"Even after escaping for so long, where do you still think you can escape to?" a voice suddenly rang out.

My heart sank, although I was filled with mixed emotions, there was still no change in my expression, because I understood that this day would come sooner or later, ever since I left the underworld, I knew they wouldn't let me go.

I just stared quietly at it, watching as the scattered sand gradually dispersed, and an old woman emerged from the sand, her hoarse voice saying, "Child, come back with me!"

"No, I won't go back, he's still waiting for me, I can't go back." I shook my head while my legs uncontrollably retreated, I even panicked and wanted to escape, but my hands seemed to be held by someone and I couldn't move at all, then my shins were suddenly kicked and made a crisp sound as they collided with the stones.

I let the two Yin soldiers suppress me, but my eyes were fixedly staring at Meng Po walking towards me.

"Child, I know you can't forget him, I know you're hurting inside, forget him! Forget everything and you'll be relieved! Come, listen to Granny, drink this bowl of soup and you won't feel so sad anymore..."

"No, don't..."

Meng Po's gentle expression changed, becoming grim and fierce, completely ignoring whether I lived or died, she grabbed my neck and forced me to drink the Meng Po soup...

In a daze, I seemed to see the back of that person, dressed in white like snow, with black hair hanging down, he stood in the backlight and walked towards me...

A thousand years ago...

In the dark night, a young girl walked slowly through the woods, her petite figure staggering, like a willow broken by the wind, until she finally fell in the forest.

As her spiritual power was depleted, a blue light flashed, and the girl transformed into a white fox. The white fox curled up in the cold wind, trembling slightly.

...After who knows how long, the gradually cooling body suddenly felt a warmth.

A young man in white clothes gently stroked the little fox in his arms. Its body was covered in wounds, which looked truly pitiful, causing the young man to furrow his brow.

He spoke softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll take you home." His peach blossom eyes seemed to contain the vastness of the starry sky, with a faint smile in their depths.

Mount Fusang was an immortal mountain, hidden in the human realm, and only those who cultivated immortality could see it. However, there was another saying in the world, that those with immortal bones or reincarnated immortals could also see it.

The young man rode his sword through the layers of clouds and could see a towering mountain. Although it was shrouded in mist, it was still possible to see the greenery, flowers, insects, and birds.

The vegetation, fish, insects, and birds here were all formed by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and they all possessed great spirituality. Where the spiritual energy gathered most was the Fusang Immortal Realm.

Entering within a foot of water, one could see rows of white-clad immortals greeting the young man respectfully and elegantly, with utmost courtesy.

Despite a cursory glance, these rows of white-clad immortals, if referred to in human terms, were like a group of scholars, but it was Nan Xianyi's free and easy demeanor that seemed out of place.

If one were to ask who this young man in white was? It started over ten years ago. This person was named Nan Xianyi, the first disciple of the Lingxuan Emperor, and he was commonly known as the "Little Immortal Lord" by everyone. However, his ability to become the Little Immortal Lord of the Fusang Immortal Realm was also inseparable from his good fortune.

Although he cultivated immortality and followed the immortal way, it was difficult to conceal the fact that he was originally a mortal.

Nan Xianyi was originally a mortal. Fifteen years ago, when he was born, the world was in chaos, with wars raging and the people suffering. His parents also died in the chaos.

The fortunate thing in misfortune was that he happened to encounter the Lingxuan Emperor, who was coming down to experience the mortal world. The Lingxuan Emperor, seeing his pitiful state, adopted him. Nan Xianyi was clever since childhood, and the Lingxuan Emperor liked him very much, so he took him as his disciple, hoping that one day he could cultivate immortality and bring blessings to the people.

It's worth mentioning that being adopted as a disciple by the Lingxuan Emperor was something that many people didn't even dare to think about. Firstly, it was because the Lingxuan Emperor had high requirements for his disciples, and ordinary people could not meet his requirements. Secondly, it was because the Lingxuan Emperor also wanted a peaceful and leisurely life.

However, this also made Nan Xianyi the thorn in many people's eyes.

Nan Xianyi was clever since childhood, and he learned whatever spells he was taught, so it wasn't in vain for the Lingxuan Emperor to nurture him. The only shortcoming was that he was too fond of playing and didn't follow the rules, which was the most headache-inducing for the Lingxuan Emperor.

Now, the Lingxuan Emperor was considering sending him out to experience the world on his own, as he thought he was too idle. He hadn't rested for three to five days after returning this time, and he would probably be sent somewhere else soon after coming back.

Nan Xianyi stretched his muscles and bones and then walked away confidently, paying no attention to the strange looks around him, as if he hadn't seen them at all.

But his blatant disregard for others was irritating.

"No rules, no manners, how could the Lingxuan Emperor bring such a barbarian to the Fusang?"

"He's just putting on a show in front of the Emperor."

"Yeah, look at how arrogant he is."

"... "

Nan Xianyi went straight back to his bedroom with the fox in his arms, used magic to alleviate its injuries, and when he saw that it was still unconscious, he went to the pantry to find some food for it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he crossed the threshold, Nan Xianyi was taken aback, his hurried steps gradually slowing down until he stopped, his gaze filled with surprise as he looked at the celestial official who had come to find him.

Naturally, Nan Xianyi was familiar with this celestial official, whose name was Ling Chun. He was the attendant beside the Lingxuan Emperor, and he had probably come here now because the master already knew that he had returned.

The celestial attendant hurried towards him, bowed and saluted, then raised his head and hugged Nan Xianyi's neck as if he were hugging his own father.

Then he went on and on, saying, "Little Immortal Lord, you really made it hard for me to find you! Just now, when the Emperor heard that the Little Immortal Lord had returned, he immediately sent me to find you. I searched for you in the Moon Pavilion and the Ink Extension Studio, but I couldn't find your trace. Then I..."

Nan Xianyi, who had been trying to break free from Ling Chun's hands, suddenly seemed to be frozen in place, as if he had been magically fixed in place. Ling Chun wiped away his tears and said, "Little Immortal Lord, what's wrong with you?" Nan Xianyi came back to his senses and asked carefully, "You said you went to the Moon Pavilion... Did you happen to enter my bedroom?"

The fox he brought out just now was left in the bedroom at random, and if Ling Chun found it, it wouldn't be good.

The master ordered him not to bring these animals into Fusang anymore. Remembering the last time he brought back a wolf, it turned out to be a wolf demon. That wolf demon had been coveting the absolute evil sword sealed in Fusang.

Fortunately, he discovered it in time, subdued the wolf demon, although it didn't cause much trouble, he was still severely punished by the master, and he was not allowed to bring any more animals from the mountain.

It's just that the little fox's injuries were too serious, and he couldn't bear to let it die.

Originally thought that the matter had been exposed, and had long been prepared to be punished, but seeing Ling Chun's silly and dumbfounded appearance, he felt relieved in his heart, heaved a sigh of relief, and then raised his head proudly, saying, "Why are you still standing here? Didn't you say that the master was looking for me? Hurry up and go."