A rainy night, the Northern Tomb Demon Abyss—on a barren mountain.
Lightning flashed across the sky, thunder roared, dark clouds covered the heavens, and a violent wind howled.
The entire world seemed swallowed by darkness. In the pitch-black sky, a crimson star glowing with red light slowly drifted toward the dazzling Purple Star.
At this moment, the celestial signs were abnormal—someone was undergoing a heavenly tribulation…
“Heaven refuses to ferry me across? Then I’ll cross heaven with my own life! Today, I—Feng Xi—will face this tribulation no matter what!”
Feng Xi threw back her head and roared toward the sky, her voice echoing through the clouds.
Rain the size of beans struck her body mercilessly like bullets, as if trying to crush her.
Her thin frame looked small and fragile amid the raging storm, yet even so, an unyielding aura still radiated from her.
Feng Xi floated firmly in the air. Her long hair danced wildly in the wind like a banner.
Her eyes were filled with determination and courage as she prepared to face the second heavenly lightning strike that was about to descend.
Soon, a thick bolt of lightning tore through the sky, carrying incomparable power as it struck toward Feng Xi.
“Heartless Heavenly Dao—today, even if I die, I’ll fight you to the bitter end!” she roared, her eyes filled with resolve.
Then she reached out with her bare hand and grabbed the second bolt of heavenly lightning that struck down toward her. The overwhelming force made her body tremble violently.
Blood overflowed from the corner of her lips and dripped down her chin, yet it could not conceal the wild and domineering expression on her face.
“BOOM—!”
With the fall of the third and final heavenly lightning bolt, a deafening explosion shook heaven and earth.
Feng Xi’s red robes burned like flames, like blooming red spider lilies fluttering fiercely in the wind.
Her skin was pale as snow. On her fair face were a pair of enchanting fox-like eyes slightly upturned at the corners, carrying a hint of seductive charm that seemed capable of stealing one’s soul.
Her beauty was alluring yet sharp and intimidating, impossible to ignore. Beneath her small, slightly raised nose, her bright crimson lips curved into a bloodthirsty smile.
Feng Xi’s body had already been pierced by the heavenly lightning. A heart-piercing pain surged through her like a raging tide, leaving no escape.
The agony was not limited to her flesh—even her soul trembled under the torment.
Along with the thunderous crash, Feng Xi spat out a mouthful of blood.
The vivid red color stood in stark contrast to the gloomy surroundings, like a flash of life struggling desperately in the darkness.
In the next second, her body swayed, losing its strength to remain suspended. She fell from the sky like a kite with its string cut, powerless as she plunged into the river below the cliff.
Her surname was Feng, her name Xi, courtesy name Qintian.
Across the Nine Provinces Divine Continent, she was the infamous Northern Tomb Demon Sovereign who struck fear into the hearts of countless people.
Because she never showed her true face and always wore a mask, the outside world called her Feng Qintian, and thus everyone believed she was a man.
Because she was undergoing a lightning tribulation, she fell unconscious and entered a nightmare…
Feng Xi actually had another identity—one tied to the beginning of her tragic fate.
She had been born in the human domain—Dongyuan Sacred Residence, located in Jingzhou of the Nine Provinces Divine Continent.
She was the legitimate young lady of the Feng family, a cultivation clan—Feng Xi.
In the dream…
The young Feng Xi had been the pride of the family, admired by thousands and surrounded by admiration like stars around the moon.
Not only did she possess extraordinary spiritual root talent, she also carried the inheritance of the Phoenix—making her the second person in ten thousand years of the Feng family to receive the divine phoenix’s blessing.
From that moment on, the people of Dongyuan Sacred Residence called her—
The Chosen Daughter of Heaven, someone protected by the Heavenly Dao and blessed with overwhelming fortune.
With the love of her parents and master, and the care of the family elders, her childhood had been perfect.
However, all of this was destroyed by a prophecy divined by a Dongyuan Heavenly Master named Nian Yi…
From that moment on, her title of “Chosen Daughter of Heaven” was replaced with “Heaven-Sent Calamity Star.”
And the immense fortune surrounding Feng Xi disappeared overnight.
Even the phoenix inheritance granted by the gods was forcibly transferred by that Heavenly Master Nian Yi to another girl the same age as her.
From then on, her parents and master abandoned and neglected her. The entire family treated her coldly, and they even adopted the girl who replaced her inheritance and honor!
From that moment forward, she lost the protection of the Heavenly Dao. She was bullied and targeted everywhere she went, forced to live in the most broken straw hut.
Even so, some people still could not tolerate her existence. They schemed against her, falsely accusing her of betraying the family and colluding with outsiders, and drove the thirteen-year-old Feng Xi out of the Feng family.
With nowhere to go, she could only take the sky as her blanket and the earth as her bed, snatching food from beggars just to survive…
Later…
She was even sold by someone with malicious intentions into the Demon Realm—a dark place called the Northern Tomb Demon Abyss.
Relying on sheer willpower and her own flesh and blood, she fought her way into carving out a new world—a world that belonged to her.
At last, she carved a bloody path and rose to the position that terrified all living beings—
Northern Tomb Demon Sovereign!
Scenes in the dream flashed continuously, forcing her to see the tragic fate of her entire life.
Finally, the images stopped on an intimate and provocative scene.
Behind red curtains, two figures moved together in ambiguous rhythm. The woman’s lingering moans were enough to make one blush and heartbeat race…
Yes—the woman beneath the red curtain was Feng Xi!
In the dream, she spent a brief yet passionate time with a flashy-looking man—Cang Mochen.
Although the man’s body was weak and lacking stamina, she still threw herself passionately into the moment like blazing fire.
After barely two minutes, she shamelessly insisted on marrying him.
Just as Feng Xi sneered with disdain and wanted to slap the man in the scene to death…
The image suddenly dissolved into pale white mist, making everything feel unreal.
Then again…
She was currently in a semi-transparent soul state, inside her own nightmare. Nothing she dreamed of was truly strange. But she was the mighty Demon Sovereign—had she ever lacked men over the years?
Just as her thoughts wandered, a deep and steady voice echoed through the space she occupied.
“Feng Xi, you are the Chosen Daughter selected by the Heavenly Dao.”
Hearing the voice but seeing no figure, Feng Xi let out a mocking laugh.
“The Chosen Daughter of Heaven? You’re talking about me?”
“That’s right. It’s you.”
“You’re the Heavenly Dao? Don’t blame this sovereign for not warning you—show yourself immediately. Stop pretending to be some mysterious spirit. Even if you truly are the Heavenly Dao, you’d still have to respectfully call me ‘Grandfather.’”
Feng Xi spoke shamelessly, her gaze calm as she scanned the space around her.
“Insolence! My name is Tianmu, a fragment of the Heavenly Dao’s divine consciousness.”
“In the near future, this world will face a world-destroying catastrophe. Only the Child of Fortune, Cang Mochen, can save all living beings.”
Cang Mochen???
Feng Xi looked stunned.
Wasn’t that the man from the earlier scene—the one who lasted less than two minutes?
“So that scene earlier was your doing.”
Feng Xi quickly grasped the key point.
“I am Tianmu. Naturally, I can allow you to glimpse the secrets of heaven and see the future,” Tianmu replied indifferently.
“So now you must go to the first realm and rescue the Child of Fortune in Tingxiang Waterside Pavilion.”
“What if I refuse? Besides, how do you prove you’re truly the Heavenly Dao’s consciousness? I’m the mighty Demon Sovereign—why would I fear someone pretending to be mysterious?” Feng Xi rejected.
“Defy destiny, and heavenly punishment will descend.”
The moment Tianmu finished speaking, a terrifying purple bolt of heavenly lightning struck straight at Feng Xi’s soul.
It was exactly the same lightning she had endured during her tribulation.
This time Feng Xi was completely dumbfounded.
“Hey, hey, wait… you… I swear—damn this—Chosen—Daughter—of—Heaven!”
Feng Xi stammered as she spoke. Her entire body convulsed, her soul trembling violently.
Even her physical body lying on the bed shook uncontrollably like someone having a seizure.