Chapter 2: The Pursuit of Xian Yuan

“Immortal Lord, where are you running to? Come back with me and let’s get married!”

In the Qiyuan Realm, within the Order Mountains, a stunning girl with pink hair and a peach-colored robe is riding a peacock beast, pursuing a disheveled young man in a green robe.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

The young man in green doesn’t dare pause, but the girl above him is relentless.

I am Xian Yuan, and I’m being chased by a beautiful girl who says she wants to marry me, but I’m not a man!

At this thought, Xian Yuan couldn’t help but shed tears of frustration.

Xian Yuan is the daughter of the dominant family in the Crow Feather District of the Qiyuan Realm. At just 18, she has tried a family-invented bracelet that can transform her into a man. Xian Yuan, unable to resist her curiosity, tried it and truly became a man.

Though she grew a small, cute appendage, it was as useless as a eunuch’s.

Always an avid reader of fantasy novels, Xian Yuan decided to try her hand at harem-keeping.

At 15, she stole the transformation bracelet, disguised herself as a man, and ventured into the Qiyuan Realm to wreak havoc.

But as the saying goes, ‘Walk by the river long enough, and your shoes will get wet.’ Now, karma has caught up with her.

“This is bad! I played with fire and got burned! Why did I have to flirt with someone?”

Xian Yuan glanced back at the approaching girl, wishing she could die.

This is Zhou Ci, the 6,000-year-old master of the Immortal Jade Pavilion, who, despite her youthful appearance, is a true ancient monster!

Seeing Xian Yuan’s refusal to stop, Zhou Ci retrieved a rope from her spatial ring. Though it looked ordinary, its energy waves betrayed its extraordinary nature, fitting for the owner of the largest department store in the Crow Feather District.

Xian Yuan was terrified. This was the legendary Bind Demon Rope, said to ensnare even Immortal Emperors!

“I’m sorry, I really am! I won’t do it again!”

Xian Yuan cried out in despair, but her legs continued to run as fast as they could. She wasn’t an Immortal Emperor!

“Too late!”

Zhou Ci shook her head and threw the Bind Demon Rope. It coiled around Xian Yuan with lightning speed, engulfing her in a blaze of blue and purple sparks, binding her tightly.

The rope didn’t just restrain; it tortured as well. Xian Yuan’s body thrashed with the rope’s energy, and she felt an overwhelming dizziness, as if her world was spinning out of control.

“Help! Someone save me! I’m being murdered!”

Xian Yuan struggled desperately, but the rope’s power began to overwhelm her, and she felt her consciousness slipping away.

Zhou Ci, meanwhile, rested her delicate feet on Xian Yuan’s face, her eyes filled with a love so intense it was almost suffocating.

Just a few moments later, Xian Yuan was left gasping for breath, barely clinging to life.

“Xian Yuan, do you understand?”

Zhou Ci tenderly stroked Xian Yuan’s face, her voice soft as she said, “Stay with me. I’ll be with you for a lifetime. I am your woman, and you are my man. My only man. You belong to me, and I belong to you alone. Do you understand?”

Zhou Ci pressed a loving kiss to Xian Yuan’s forehead, but Xian Yuan felt only a wave of goosebumps.

“This is a yandere! I’ve fallen for a yandere!”

Xian Yuan looked at Zhou Ci with fear and regret, realizing she had truly met her match.

“Rumor has it that you have a past with the first disciple of the Lily Saint Sect, Hua Yue Ying. Is that true?”

“No, absolutely not!”

Hearing this, Xian Yuan’s eyes flickered, and when she looked at Zhou Ci again, she saw a radiant smile, but a small dagger had appeared in Zhou Ci’s hand, ready to strike if Xian Yuan said the wrong thing.

“Good boy. Now, let’s go back and get married. Husband, I look forward to your guidance.”

Zhou Ci put away her dagger, then tossed Xian Yuan onto her peacock mount, leaving the Order Mountains behind them.

Five days later

A major news item swept through the Qiyuan Realm: Zhou Ci, the master of the Immortal Jade Pavilion, is to be married.

Many cultivators buzzed with excitement, some envious of the man who had captured Zhou Ci’s heart. After all, Zhou Ci was once renowned on the Beauty List a few hundred years ago.

Others saw the man as merely a kept companion, living off Zhou Ci’s wealth.

Regardless, Xian Yuan knew the truth. In the past five days, she had been spared only because Zhou Ci hadn’t examined her communication talismans and spatial ring, which thankfully contained nothing incriminating. Otherwise, she would have been dismembered!

And this news had reached the ears of various powers.