Three thousand green lamps illuminate the floating pagoda, this fleeting life only a dream within.
The South Principal appeared lost in thought, a trace of reminiscence flickering in her cold eyes.
The fading green lamp ignited misty clouds, as if time was only just recently intertwined with dancing shadows.
That year, she was nineteen.
At the age of nineteen, she joined the Headquarters of the Demon Control Department, which was a glorious event in her family's history.
Her talent and strength were the foundation of her arrogance among her peers.
That year, for the Emperor's seventieth birthday, the Demon Control Department was to select a young disciple to enter the palace as a guard and serve as the Master of Ceremonies for the great banquet.
This was the royal family's grace, and also an immense honor bestowed upon the Demon Control Department's fresh blood.
The Taizu Lineage's favor towards the Demon Control Department was evident at this moment.