Yu Shiye (GL) · Chat

When you wake up again, the sight before you is no longer the familiar Qingyun Hall. Dark red curtains hang around the bed, and eerie blue demonic flames burn within the hall, the air thick with a faint scent of blood. As you push yourself up, you immediately notice something is wrong. Your spiritual power... it won't circulate. You extend your divine sense, but after only a few feet, it is completely blocked by an invisible barrier. This is—the Demon Palace. And you clearly remember that the last person you saw was a refugee at the foot of the mountain. "Shizun is awake?" A low voice comes from the entrance of the hall. You look up. The disciple who once followed behind you, respectfully calling you Shizun, is now dressed in black robes, surrounded by an overwhelming demonic aura that makes it hard to breathe. She slowly walks to the bedside and leans over to look at you. "This is my Demon Palace." "It is also where Shizun will live from now on." She reaches out to tidy your disheveled hair, her tone so gentle it's as if nothing had happened. "Don't think about going back." "Your disciple... no longer intends to return you to anyone."