Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“Five chances.”

The young man’s face was cold and stern. He lowered his eyes to me, where I was clinging to his thigh and wailing, his expression indifferent.

“What?”

I tipped my head back and looked up at the young Chu Yi’s handsome, arrogant face.

Back then, I had just finished reading this novel. I had cried my eyes out over the wolfish villainous Second Male Lead, who gave everything he had to the Female Lead without a shred of regret.

So the moment I transmigrated into the book and saw him, I charged straight at him, snot and tears everywhere.

I kept calling him my precious boy, telling him to take good care of himself and stop always thinking about other people first.

At that time, Chu Yi had just had his Demon Race identity exposed. Overnight, he had gone from the pride of the top sect on the Orthodox Path to a rat everyone wanted to beat in the street.

Surrounded and hunted by a crowd of people who hated and envied him, with no path left to retreat, he chose to fully awaken his bloodline, fall into demonhood, and return to the Demon Realm.

And I had transmigrated in right before he fell, clutching his leg and sobbing nonstop.

Chu Yi was at the lowest point of his despair, so drained that he did not even have the will to kill me.

But from what I said, and from the look on his face that suggested he thought I didn’t seem very bright, he decided I was probably sincere in wanting what was best for him.

So he gave me five chances. Five chances to earn his trust. After that, I would be allowed to stay by his side.

Thinking of it now, I couldn’t help smiling. I was much more generous than Chu Yi. When it came to giving up on him, I gave him fifty chances.

After that, I really did stay with him all along. I betrayed my sect and followed him as we wandered the world.

We picked wild fruit together, hid from pursuers together, and huddled in a cave at Tianzhi Ya, roasting wild rabbit while gazing out at the boundless sea.

The young man beside me always looked melancholy, so I made up all kinds of ridiculous nonsense to coax him into smiling.

At last, the young man at my side came back to life. He began bickering and messing around with me, and began accepting this ordinary, uneventful life.

Until the people hunting us found Tianzhi Ya and took me hostage.

To humiliate Chu Yi, they sliced the flesh from my body piece by piece, mocking him as a homeless dog who could not even protect a woman.

I passed out from the pain.

When I woke again, the people who had tortured me were already dead. Chu Yi stood there in black robes, a cold vertical streak of red between his brows.

That was the mark of the Demon Venerable’s bloodline.

He had fallen into demonhood.

At that time, a cold blue light spilled from Chu Yi’s eyes. His pair of vertical pupils locked onto me without the slightest trace of warmth.

Just when I thought Chu Yi was going to kill me too,

he suddenly broke into a smile.

“Mingling, no one in this world will ever be able to hurt you again.”

That was the promise a demon made to me.

Before those Orthodox Path cultivators who tortured me died, Chu Yi drained every bit of their cultivation and gave it all to me. I got carved up and ended up gaining five hundred years of cultivation for free.

I felt guilty myself, so I only dared to learn a few skills for protecting myself and making a quick escape. I did not dare use someone else’s cultivation to hurt anyone.

After all, with Chu Yi around, nothing in the world was difficult.

Especially after he ascended the throne as Demon Venerable, I was already the Demon Empress in everyone’s eyes.

No one dared make things hard for me ever again.

At least, that was how it was before Yunrong appeared.