Liao Tingyan was once a modern-day office worker with no grand ambitions—her life revolved around the everyday grind, small comforts, and avoiding trouble. After a sudden accident, she awakens in an immortal world as a disciple of the Qinggutian Sect, her fate bound to forces far beyond her control.

Sima Jiao, on the other hand, is a cultivator of terrifying power. Sealed away for 500 years, burdened with a spirit fire that corrodes him from within, he has grown cold, bitter, and merciless. Betrayal and isolation have long hardened his heart, leaving him with nothing but rage.

When Tingyan becomes his disciple, their connection begins out of necessity. Unbeknownst to her, she was chosen by the demon realm to get close to Sima Jiao. Yet instead of betrayal, she brings into his life something he thought he had lost forever—gentleness, warmth, and an unexpected calm.

Through political intrigue, betrayal, and battles across the realms of Immortals, Demons, and Humans, the bond between them deepens. Tingyan’s quiet strength slowly melts Sima Jiao’s defenses, while he becomes both her protector and her greatest test.

Their story spans lifetimes and realms, where love must defy fate, sacrifice weighs heavier than destiny, and redemption may be the only path to survival. Together, Sima Jiao and Liao Tingyan must decide—will they fight against the heavens, or surrender to the destiny that binds them?

The day begins under a veil of silence. Disciples move carefully through the Demon Palace, unwilling to draw attention after the last punishment.


Liao Tingyan kneels in the courtyard, tending to the spirit herbs assigned to her. Her wrists ache faintly from the chains that had bound her. Just as she begins to relax, an attendant arrives.


"The Demon Lord requests your presence."


Her hands freeze. She bows her head and follows without question.


Sima Jiao sits high upon his throne, one arm resting lazily against the armrest. The hall is empty except for the two of them.


Tingyan bows deeply. "This disciple greets the Demon Lord."


He studies her silently for a long moment. Then, a faint smile curls at his lips.


"You fear me," he says. "Yet you still come when I call."


Tingyan keeps her head lowered. "I dare not disobey."


Sima Jiao rises and walks toward her. His robes trail softly against the marble floor. In his hand glimmers a small black jade pendant, carved with demonic runes.


"Take it," he says. "It will protect you from lesser demons."


She hesitates, unsure if it's truly a gift or another test.


He stops before her, his gaze unreadable. "Because you amuse me. And because I don't want you dying before I decide your fate."


Tingyan takes the pendant carefully and bows. "Thank you, Demon Lord."


Outside the hall, word spreads quickly among disciples.


"The Demon Lord gave her a jade charm?"


"Has he gone mad? Why favor her of all people?"


Their envy grows like wildfire, but none dare say it aloud before him.


That night, Sima Jiao stands alone on the high terrace overlooking the valley. Below, Tingyan walks through the courtyard, unaware he is watching.


He turns the black jade pendant in his hand—its twin to the one she now wears.


A faint smile plays on his lips. "Let's see how long you survive, Liao Tingyan."


✨ End of Episode 13 — The Demon's Favor


Chapter 13 - Episode 13 — The Demon’s Favor