Gu Zhiphei woke up in a priceless red sandalwood canopy bed, adorned with red dragon patterns. She lay back, blinking repeatedly, only to find the scene before her unchanged: opulent, extravagant, and ancient.
This was the residence of Yan Jue, a notorious demonic cultivator in the Xuanyuan Realm. People here usually didn't survive for more than three days. But she was an exception. Because she herself was the demonic overlord, Yan Jue. It had taken her three whole days to accept the truth: she had transmigrated into the novel she wrote after staying up late and suddenly dying. Gu Zhiphei recalled the ending of Yan Jue's role: The demonic overlord, who had once committed all sorts of heinous crimes, died heroically in the novel, surrounded and killed by the four great clans. Yes, she was now the biggest villain in her own novel. The most crucial point was that her transmigration wasn't just a coincidence; it happened two chapters before Yan Jue's death.
According to the novel's plot, she would be besieged tomorrow! The remaining two chapters were dedicated to how she died. Throughout the entire novel, Gu Zhiphei's favorite part was where she tormented Yan Jue.
But now, heaven knew how much she hated every single word she had typed back then! Tomorrow, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the full moon, would be a "good day" for her to be besieged! After her demise, everyone in the immortal realm would set off firecrackers to celebrate her "good death," her "magnificent death," and her death! Yan Jue was a demonic cultivator; she had killed countless people, and her cultivation base had soared with each person she slew.
If she still had her cultivation base, escaping wouldn't be impossible. But there was no "if only" in this world: Gu Zhiphei, in her desire to enjoy tormenting the wicked, had written Yan Jue to go mad in the first days of the siege, losing all her cultivation. Currently, her cultivation ability was zero. Facing the siege outside, she wore Yan Jue's face but possessed none of Yan Jue's power; fleeing would also mean death.
But staying here also meant death. The ones leading the siege and suppression were the male and female protagonists of this very book. Yan Jue, jealous of the female protagonist's outwardly cold yet inwardly warm demeanor, had brought her back to her lair and humiliated her to the point where the female protagonist swore to chop her into pieces, flay her skin, and pull out her tendons. Flay her skin and pull out her tendons! A sharp pain suddenly shot through her entire body. She rose from the bed, her hair disheveled, feeling like she truly resembled a female ghost. There was no one around. Yan Jue had lost her cultivation, all her servants had fled, and there was basically nothing valuable left that she could escape with.
All she had left was a face that everyone screamed and cursed at, and a body utterly devoid of cultivation. The room was so empty that echoes could be heard. Gu Zhiphei stood alone by the bed, listening to the monks shouting outside.
There was probably only one message: "Go to hell, you demonic overlord!" She couldn't die; she had to live. Gu Zhiphei tried her best to recall every detail of her novel.
The more she thought, the more she realized how impossible it was to survive. As a demonic cultivator, even if she could escape, there was no place in this world that would tolerate demons.
Unless she could change her face and become an orthodox cultivator, she would vanish forever under the name Yan Jue. As the world-builder of this book, Gu Zhiphei knew how difficult it was to change one's cultivation path. First, she wanted to abolish her entire cultivation foundation, leaving nothing to be broken and nothing yet to be built. Fortunately, she managed it. Second, she had to possess her own spiritual root.
But demonic cultivators, all of them, resorted to desperate measures due to their poor talent. If they could possess spiritual roots, who would willingly risk public condemnation and persecution just to fall into the demonic path? Wait a minute, she might actually have a spiritual root!