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.
Moros caught the flying scroll and laughed loudly, celebrating his victory. It was as if he got the key that would ensure his success.
He turned to leave and when he walked out of the library, he found the maid, lying on the floor, blood flowing from her mouth and her eyes wide open, had turned green.
"Xiaoman!" Moros yelled and rushed to see what happened in such a short moment. The time he took in bringing the scroll out wasn't too long, not enough that an immortal's daughter who was completely fine would be found in such a state.
He approached her and embraced her in his arms, slightly slapping her cheeks, to make her wake up. He checked her pulse, and all of a sudden, her lips moved.
"Xiaoman? What is wrong with you? What happened?" He asked horror filling his face.
"You are returning?" she asked him instead. Moros could not understand what she was trying to say, "What are you talking about? I am asking you who did this to you."