Trapped within the damaged walls of her mansion located in Yuchang City, Princess Cheng found herself confined alongside her grandmother, a fallen figure within the royal circle. The elder royal was placed under house arrest, accused of involvement in promoting illicit markets and fostering corruption within the realm. Xuan Cheng, residing in poverty alongside her grandmother and two aged attendants, was compelled to mature prematurely due to these circumstances. Motivated by a fierce will to escape poverty and make sure that no one could mistreat her, Xuan Cheng committed herself to learning a variety of trades and skills in order to support herself. Xuan Cheng was gifted with the ability to heal herself in addition to her grandfather's Seven Cultivation and grandmother's Jade Eyes. She immerses herself in her grandfather's collection of books and risks everything to cultivate fearlessly on her own. At night, she would go out and battle evil cultivators who would frequently obstruct her travel plans. She founded "Duyi Pharmacy" in order to aid the underprivileged and give back to the Almighty in the form of charitable donations. Xuan Cheng is a lone cultivator of Qi who exceeded the Tian Limit. In a world where the Evil Lord had eradicated factions and groups of cultivators, Xuan Cheng encountered someone akin to her: Prince Zhao Ming, the sole individual wielding demonic Qi across the entire Diqiu realm. They both had weaknesses that affected each other, but their unspoken love made them each other's pillars of strength. Betrayal by people they trusted brought them closer, forcing them to rely on each other even more. However, fate kept testing them with many challenges and trials.
"Did you kill Xiaoman….?" His heavy voice resonated like thunder. The clouds began to form above the mansion.
Moros clenched his hands, and straightened his body. He didn't notice that the owner he had feared a while ago had appeared behind him.
"What is happening here….?" A man with an otherworldly glow on his skin asked his men. "Your Majesty, our maid, the caretaker of the library has been killed by the intruder."
"How come there are intruders at our mansion?" He asked, and his eyes narrowed.
"They seem to be from the Evil immortal palace—I boldly guess that one of them is the Evil Lord himself." Another servant trembled as he spoke of the name that was prohibited to mention.
"Why is he here? Creating a ruckus! I have nothing to do with them…." The man who was dressed in silver robe, his hair covering his back, till his waist growled.