"Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm not a devil."

"But your blood sea vision, bone palace, billions of soul flags, and the world-destroying demon sword all prove that you are a demon."

"Fairy, you are obsessed with this. In fact, I am a good man with a knife. The man I just killed is the devil."

"...He is my husband-in-law!"

Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up.

This is really wonderful.

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.

However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…

Jiang Hao passed through ordinary people and was forced to be sold into the Demon Sect and became a disciple of the Demon Sect.

I wanted to cultivate with peace of mind and become stronger a little bit, so that I could survive in the world of self-cultivation, but was "humiliated" by a female devil in every possible way.

There is a huge disparity in strength, and he can only endure the humiliation and survive, hoping not to meet each other again.

Without a backer, he was favored by the Demon Sect's headmaster and was able to practice with peace of mind. When he became the chief disciple and met the headmaster, he was stunned.

Looking at the beautiful face of the other party, he couldn't smile a little, isn't this the female devil from the beginning?

That year I woke up from underground, with the earth as my blanket and silence as my sleep.

A few years later,

…

A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet me, and I sat alone on the tower to spend the night.