The Immortal Demon Empress

"The Human Emperor Scripture? This ancient text lost for 500,000 years has actually reappeared?"

The woman stepped out from the portrait, sitting alone on the mountaintop throne, her chin resting on one hand.

If Jiang Che were here, he would undoubtedly recognize her instantly.

This silver-haired woman was none other than the "master" he had conjured using special effects!

Indeed, Jiang Che had frequently dreamed of this woman during his nighttime fantasies, so her appearance was etched deeply in his mind—enough that he used her likeness when creating his illusory master.

Yet even Jiang Che never imagined that the woman from his dreams... actually existed in reality!

Not only that, but she was the Demon Emperor from the Destiny Seekers Association!

The creator of the top-tier demonic technique, the "Bridal Demon Art," she had originally planned to indirectly control the mortal realm using this technique—until her "dear disciple" Jiang Che ruined everything.

The woman gazed calmly at the sky.

"What exactly are you doing, Heavenly Dao? Depleting so much of your essence... just to create a Dual Immortal Physique?"

Now, even when cultivators underwent tribulation, no heavenly lightning descended—an extremely abnormal situation for the Heavenly Dao, which governed the fate of all living beings.

For high-level cultivators, the greatest barrier was always the restraint of heavenly tribulation!

Among prodigies of equal talent, over 90% would perish beneath the lightning.

But without heavenly tribulation, the overall strength of the mortal realm would explode exponentially, inevitably rebounding against the Heavenly Dao itself!

"Earlier, there was also a trace of immortal medicine, rich with life-extending essence... It seems an immortal herb has emerged."

Dual Immortal Physique, immortal medicine, the Heavenly Dao's silence, a system of heavenly rank, an inheritor of the Ancient Heavenly Court...

"The Heavenly Dao's avatar!"

No doubt about it—this was the only explanation. This person was an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao!

With her power, even a mere projection descending to the mortal realm could easily manipulate the Heavenly Dao's will. Yet despite her releasing an immortal's true intent, the mortal realm's Heavenly Dao remained unresponsive.

Either the Heavenly Dao of this realm was severely compromised... or she herself was scheming something.

Did she intend to break free from the constraints of the Great Dao in mortal form, waiting for the golden age when the Immortal Realm coalesced, to stand unrivaled at the pinnacle?

She undoubtedly leaned toward the latter!

"If it's the Heavenly Dao's avatar... then forget it," the silver-haired woman said indifferently.

She had no interest in the secrets Jiang Che might hold, even if he possessed knowledge of the Ancient Heavenly Court.

No matter how many treasures the Ancient Heavenly Court held, to her... they were little more than scraps of paper by the roadside.

Like many top-tier immortals, few treasures in the world could truly capture her attention.

Through the system, she had bound inheritors, countless cultivators flocking to practice the Bridal Demon Art. Inheritors like Lin Fan alone numbered in the tens of thousands across the Nine Heavens and Myriad Realms!

Practitioners of the Bridal Demon Art were as numerous as hairs on an ox—rumor had it that nearly 60% of cultivators in the "Northwest Nether Heaven" cultivated this art, all competing in a brutal survival-of-the-fittest contest.

Though infamous as a top-tier demonic technique, few orthodox factions dared to oppose her. Some even whitewashed its reputation, claiming it was a legitimate immortal cultivation method.

Having comprehended the 18th-ranked Great Dao—the Demon Dao—and fully mastered its origin, she stood among the most formidable beings in the Nine Heavens. To wield the origin of a Great Dao was to share its lifespan, achieving true immortality. Even the true Immortal Realm held little allure for her.

......

As everyone knew, Jiang Che had a habit of sleepwalking.

But today, the condition was especially severe.

He had spent the night with the Xiao Sisi triplets, only to wake up in Yao Yao's medicinal garden the next morning.

Lying on the immortal soil beneath a peach tree, the dense foliage blocked out the light.

The person who had been in his arms was long gone.

"Uh... Yao Yao, are you there?"

Jiang Che felt a bit awkward. He had tried—really tried!—to control himself.

But in the end, he failed, sleepwalking his way to Yao Yao's place.

All he could say was: The taste of immortal peaches was truly exceptional!

"Mmm... Master is here!"

A clear, youthful voice came from the tree, followed by a little head popping out from the branches, clutching a massive immortal peach.

"Master, master! The method you mentioned last night really worked! It only took one night to grow such a big peach!"

The girl leaped down from the tree, her pink-and-white dress making her look like a fairy of peach blossoms.

Clumsily holding a peach larger than her own head, its rich fruity fragrance filling the air, she innocently offered it to Jiang Che.

Clearly, Yao Yao wasn’t the scheming "green tea" type Yu Wan'er imagined—her personality was naturally like this, a born "holy body of green tea"!

As for why Yao Yao’s peach tree bore fruit overnight, well... Jiang Che’s "irrigation" played no small part.

Ahem, legitimate irrigation! Jiang Che had used "immortal-grade spiritual spring water," after all!

"Ah! Perfect timing—I need this peach for something!"

Jiang Che took the peach and patted Yao Yao’s head.

The petite girl, barely reaching his chest (about the same height as Huangdoufen), loved having her head rubbed, her eyes closing contentedly with a sweet smile.

Another morning wasted in idle leisure.

It wasn’t until the afternoon that Jiang Che finally headed to the Seven-Colored Altar with Yao Yao’s peach.

What could he do? Our young master Jiang was a man of gratitude!

The Jiang Clan of the Nine Heavens had given him so many treasures and resources—how could he not reciprocate with something valuable? Otherwise, wouldn’t he seem stingy?

You scratch my back, I scratch yours—simple courtesy!

Passing by the Jiang ancestral home, he found it bustling with activity.

His grandfather, Jiang Yunhuang, was in high spirits, surrounded by distinguished guests from the Nine Heavens—all of whom were exceptionally respectful. Since they couldn’t meet Jiang Che directly, buttering up the Jiang family patriarch was the next best thing.

"Oh? My dear grandson, you’ve finally arrived! Look—all these great clans have brought lovely young ladies. See if any catch your eye?"

Jiang Yunhuang was growing impatient. He desperately wanted great-grandchildren—whether from his grandson Jiang Ruoxu (who was never home) or his playboy grandson Jiang Che (whose many romantic escapades had yet to produce results, except for one who’d take centuries to conceive!).

By then, he’d be long dead—what great-grandchildren could he possibly hold?

Jiang Che cast a casual glance at the assembled clans. Most had brought one or several beautiful young women, escorted by powerful elders.

"Greetings, Young Master Jiang!" A cat-eared twin-tailed blushing lolita bowed shyly. Nowadays, Jiang Che’s reputation in the Nine Heavens had shifted considerably.

Many young maidens from the Nine Heavens dream of marrying Jiang Che. As for the saintesses of your immortal clans, their pride is understandable... But those ordinary girls aren’t foolish—now is the time to invest in Jiang Che before he fully rises to prominence. In the future, they could become the concubines of a true immortal.

Unfortunately, Jiang Che’s stamina isn’t quite keeping up these days!