The Laughing Demon, Zǔ Zhòu, who had plunged the Nine Heavens into despair, met his demise by defying the Laws of the Dao. However, fate intervened. Transmigrated into a new body millions of years later, with his forbidden bloodline still bound to his soul, he seeks to live this new life as he did before, stopping at nothing, even if it means destroying the Heavenly Dao itself!
"It's fine…" Feng Shen said. He paused, looking at his personal servant with an assessing gaze:
"Anyway, you know how you've always wanted to explore the cultivation world? It's vast, complex, and filled with mysteries you can't even begin to imagine."
In his own words, Feng Shen was undoubtedly overhyping the cultivation world. To him, it was a playground to have fun in.
Yet, for his personal servant, the way he spoke about it was almost poetic, painting a picture of a grand adventure awaiting her.
In truth, Feng Shen had already decided her path for her. She didn't have a choice in this, but he wanted to offer her the illusion of one—it would make things smoother, he reasoned.
He needed her cooperation, and a hint of excitement in her eyes would make it easier to carry out his plan.
Yùn Yì sat up quickly, her eyes wide with excitement, a spark of curiosity lighting up her face.