*(Flashbacks)
He dreamed of the day he first met her again. More than 300 years ago, at that time, he was just an ordinary farmer under Wanjian Mountain in Tianjun. That year, Tianjun had a rich harvest. He had just finished harvesting the wheat in the field and broke out in a hot sweat, so he wanted to take a bath in a nearby lake.
There is a large lake with a radius of 100 acres on the southwest side of Wanjian Mountain. It has clear water, and it is so blue that it is impossible to see the bottom. When the sun was about to set, he took off his clothes and stepped into the shallows of the lake. Suddenly, there was thick fog, and the wind started blowing. The mountains were close in front of him, but they were nowhere to be seen.
After a while, the wind became stronger and stronger, making the mountains and woods sound like a tidal wave. In an instant, the bright moon disappeared and became pitch black. There are many immortal cultivators in Wanjian Mountain, so evil spirits would not dare cause trouble. A mortal like him couldn't help but tremble when encountering such a scene, but his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't move a step.
At this moment, the lake was like a boiling pot of boiling water, with big waves and big bubbles rolling all over the lake. There was only a splashing sound, and the wave hit his head and face, as if something were rising from the lake. Then the clouds cleared, the mountain wind blew, and the lake rippled like thousands of glistening silver scales illuminated by the moonlight.
Only then did he see someone riding a flying sword above the lake, and her shadow was reflected in a stunning light. There was nothing vulgar in her bright face, and there was a heroic and evil glint in her eyes, which pierced the softest part of his heart like a hook. The white satin lining was exposed at the collar and cuffs, and it was hard to tell which one was whiter, the snow-like silk satin or the neck or wrists.
He felt a blur in front of his eyes. His chest was pounding, and a soft and slightly numb feeling rose from the depths of his heart, flowing along his blood veins to his limbs and bones. This feeling is as thrilling as morning bells and evening drums and as endless as the rushing river.
The fairy in the lake looked at him with interest, her lips twitching as if she said something, but he didn't hear it clearly. After a moment, the fairy flew to a position within his reach, and her long hair, tied into a bunch, fell down. Her red gauze robe was flying and rolling in the wind, leaving a cold fragrance.
He heard her chuckle, then spoke a few words. His mind suddenly buzzed and went blank, and finally he nodded sharply.
She said, "Can you do me a favor?"
***
*(Back to present)
Beyond the westernmost part of the Qianyuan Continent is the Demon Realm. This realm is full of people who have become demons. There is a lot of netherworld energy lingering all day. Ordinary people will be killed if they touch it or become witless demons, only knowing how to drink hair and blood.
Among the demonic realms, the demonic aura of Yunyou Mountain is the strongest. The Demon Palace on the top of Yunyou Mountain is majestic, like an extremely long jasper hairpin, carrying a golden cloud on one side and standing out among the sea of clouds in the sky. It is magnificent and unparalleled. The Demon Emperor lives on the left, with a protruding flat cliff and no ground below. In front of it is a forest of flowers, as bright as clouds and brocade, with flowers as big as bowls. They grow from inhaling the aura of the underworld and are often highly poisonous.
There is a large cave hidden in the flower forest, which is about several feet high. The four walls are smooth and shiny, as dense as stars, and the whole cave is illuminated brightly and dazzlingly. There is a cold jade stone bed deep in the cave, with the sun, moon, and stars painted on the top. Surrounded by music, chess, calligraphy, paintings, and dowry items, it looks like a woman's boudoir.
However, the woman in red lying on the bed was lifeless, and this cave was clearly her tomb.
At dawn, two maids brought fresh fruits to the table to replace the previous day's tribute. Among them, the woman in purple looked at the woman in green next to her with confusion.
"Yi Bi, aren't Ming Ya and I taking turns this month? Why did you take the initiative to take her place?"
The woman named Yi Bi was in her early twenties and had a pair of dark almond-shaped eloquent eyes.
"Although guarding the tomb is a bit boring, it is better than waiting for those big shots in fear. The dead woman on this bed will not control us, so we are more free."
"Be careful with what you say!" The woman in purple lowered her voice in fear.
"This is the Demon Queen. If His Majesty hears you calling her dead, he will skin you!"
There is a layer of restriction next to the han jade stone bed. They have not seen what the Demon Queen looks like so far. They only know that the Demon Emperor will come here whenever he is free, talk to the female corpse, and sometimes sleep on the cold stone bed with the corpse. The Demon Emperor, who was usually moody, surly, and violent, faced the woman in red with a gentle and caring expression that they had never seen before.
This tomb and the Queen itself are extremely confidential matters, and all those guarding her are loyal disciples. They were very secretive about the identity of the Demon Queen. They just told her not to ask more questions if she wanted to survive.
"I know, Sister Zi Yan."
Yi Bi stuck out her tongue, and when she looked at the cold jade stone bed, her eyes went as wide as copper bells.
"Quickly look! She woke up!"
The red-clothed female corpse that was originally lying motionless on the bed suddenly sat up, as if she were chilled by the cold jade stone bed, and cursed very loudly. The white and tender joints were quickly frozen to purple with the naked eye. She turned over and got out of bed in a hurry, but her legs gave out, and she fell to the ground.
Zi Yan was so frightened that her hair stood on end. Just as she was about to call someone, she was immediately knocked unconscious by a knife from the person behind her.
Yi Bi put away her innocent expression, and her beautiful face became cold as if she had completely changed from the inside out.
She quickly took a few steps forward, kneeled respectfully outside the black smoke, and said loudly to the woman in red.
"Chiyu fairy, the master of the pavilion has ordered me to wait on you."
Baili Yao Yue, the person who turned the Qianyuan Continent upside down hundreds of years ago. She was given the nickname Chiyu fairy by those who admire her because of her dragon sword, Fushui.
She is an unparalleled genius and also a terrifying devil.
The Qianyuan Continent is divided into nine major states, with the Demon Territory to the west, the Dragon Seas to the east, the Hundred Thousand Mountains to the south, and the Ice Region to the north. The largest sect in each state is the official in charge of the affairs of the state. The Council of Immortal Officials is called the Immortal Alliance. The leader of the alliance is elected every five hundred years and has absolute command.
(TN: Cultivation stages are: Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Core Formation, Golden Elixir, Spirit possession, Nascent Soul, transformation into gods, enlightenment, and Immortality Ascension.)
(TN:螭雨仙子 water dragon celestial/fairy - I'll use "Chiyu fairy" instead to shorten it.