The Qingyun Sect was renowned throughout the cultivation world, holding an exceptionally prominent position among all sects.
Everyone showed Qingyun Sect deference. Not only had their two previous Ancestors successfully ascended, but their current Sect Leader, Xi Yu, was also considered the most likely to ascend in centuries, being the disciple of Shen Yue.
Her reputation was world-famous, and she was revered by everyone in the sect. Though she had not yet ascended, people already treated her like a deity.
On the majestic mountain peak, the atmosphere was grand and surging, surrounded by clouds. Immortal cranes occasionally cried out and flew past. The hazy clouds resembled an immortal realm, ethereal and full of spiritual energy, truly befitting immortal grandeur.
Xinqing Hall
A light mist shrouded the area, with verdant grass and lush greenery, resembling a celestial realm.
Within layers of silken curtains, a snow-white figure was faintly visible.
She sat cross-legged, her robes pure white and spotless. Large lotuses appeared and disappeared on her white attire. Her face, blooming like a vibrant begonia, was pale to the point of being sickly, her brows and eyes clear and aloof like frost.
However, her eyes were covered by a white cloth embroidered with golden patterns. The fabric was smooth and soft.
Shen Yue opened her eyes, only to find darkness before her. She also felt the white cloth covering her eyes.
She had… gone blind?
System: [That’s right, you’re blind. The original host had a congenital eye condition, but don’t worry, your cultivation is very high. Few people can defeat you.]
Shen Yue: [Don’t worry, I’m not afraid.]
System: [Your identity is incredibly powerful, and basically no one can defeat you. Every advantage comes with a disadvantage, and good news is always accompanied by bad news.]
Shen Yue: [Speak.]
The system said dejectedly: [The original host had a fortune told in childhood, predicting a tribulation. She could avoid it if she raised all females as males until she was fifty. So, be careful and absolutely do not reveal yourself.]
Shen Yue felt it was nothing. After all, the attachment was the same as before.
[What about the great villain?]
The system transmitted the script.
This was a world of cultivation. The female lead was a demonic cultivator, but despite being a demonic cultivator, she had never harmed anyone. She was innocent, kind, pure, and unsullied.
The male lead was one of the Immortal Venerables of Qingyun Sect. Although he cultivated, he was inherently unrestrained and rebellious, possessing none of the demeanor of a sect disciple.
It was these two individuals with completely different personalities who sparked an extraordinary connection.
The great villain was an unfortunate soul with demonic bones. The villain possessed two demonic bones, something unprecedented. Two demonic bones signified the descent of a demon god, as foretold. With the demon god’s descent, the world would suffer.
From the moment of birth, the great villain was an omen of ill fortune. Thunder roared in the heavens, lightning obscured the sky. Despite it being daytime, ominous clouds gathered, and wild beasts cried out in unison, birds taking flight—all signs of misfortune. Reality followed suit; from birth, they had caused the death of their parents.
Born a demon seed, a symbol of disaster.
The pure and innocent aura emanating from the female lead attracted the great villain. Perhaps accustomed to dwelling in a mire of filth, the villain clung desperately to any glimmer of light they saw.
The great villain was obsessive, deeply devoted, and utterly mad. To obtain the female lead, they resorted to any means necessary, threatening, imprisoning, even breaking her legs, all to grasp that sliver of light.
Yet, that sliver of light was merely as faint as a firefly, or perhaps a hallucination born from prolonged exposure to darkness.
[Yin Jing saw Rong Hua again in the deepest part of Lingyuan Sea. The seawater was scarlet, like fresh blood. She saw the Demon Lord who had once plunged the Three Realms into unrest, now bound to the Soul Severing Pillar, his eyes closed. As if sensing her gaze, he opened his eyes. He had not changed, still like a madman, or perhaps he was always a madman, driven to complete madness only after obtaining Yin Jing. He desperately tried to grasp that sliver of light, only to realize that the light had never belonged to him from the very beginning. His eyes were frenzied and lost, his thin lips moved, and after a long silence, his voice was clumsy and arduous.]
[And Yin Jing no longer wished to look. He also did not hear the man laboriously and persistently calling her name.]
[Yin… Jing…]
Shen Yue slowed her movements and stood up. Although she couldn’t see, she could sense obstacles ahead using her spiritual power.
A snow-white paper crane flew over. A youth extended his pale, jade-like fingers to catch it.
“The front hall council meeting, come quickly.”
As soon as the voice faded, the paper crane disappeared.
She walked out from there, her steps composed and steady. If not for the white cloth covering her eyes, one would never guess she was blind.
“Esteemed Master.”
The disciple guarding the entrance bowed his head while in a low posture, offering a greeting.
Shen Yue’s footsteps did not stop; she walked straight ahead.
The disciple only saw a flash of a white sleeve disappearing from his sight.
By the time she reached the front hall, most people had already arrived.
A white jade crown bound her ink-black hair, her snow-white robes were clean and dust-free. She walked step by step to the main seat, the silver lotus patterns on the hem of her robes faintly visible.
Sect Leader Xi Yu, with a congenital eye condition, wore a small white cloth over her eyes. Despite this, no one dared to underestimate her, for her strength spoke for itself.
Seated in the main seat, the sect leaders from other sects all stood up, offered their greetings one by one, and then slowly took their seats.
The matter they had gathered to discuss was the increasingly rampant demonic energy in a certain town. That town was enveloped by a strong demonic aura. The matter was neither major nor minor, but many lives had been lost. Yet, sects that were sent to investigate found no clues.
Therefore, they had to convene at Qingyun Peak to discuss it.
System: [Why don’t you go and take a look yourself? I haven’t detected the great villain nearby.]
Shen Yue sat with an erect posture, her voice cool and elegant, “I will go this time.”
Beside her, a woman with a face of exquisite beauty, dressed in crimson brocade robes, frowned immediately. “Absolutely not. Although that place is rather troublesome, it’s not yet your turn to personally go.”
Others also gently agreed. Such a small matter did not require Xi Yu’s intervention.
Xin Xi could never have imagined that Shen Yue, who had not left Qingyun Peak for over a hundred years, would venture out for a place that had only recently drawn attention.
Shen Yue’s brows were clear and picturesque, her tone brooks no argument, “My mind is made up, do not speak of it further.”
Gazing at her beautiful and aloof profile, Xin Xi’s expression slightly shifted. “Then I shall accompany you.”
Shen Yue’s exquisite brows furrowed slightly. “No need.”
Shen Yue maintained her aloof persona and did not say more.
As soon as her words fell, she stood up and walked, her figure slowly dissipating into white mist.
Cloud City. During the day, the streets were quite crowded, with sounds of hawking, but it was not prosperous.
“Stop! You little brat! How dare you steal!” A gruff voice sounded particularly loud on the otherwise quiet street.