Chen Yanyu was the daughter of the Dragon King—not the smirking war-god type from trashy web novels, but the true Dragon King of the Eastern Sea, who commands wind, rain, and thunder. A being worthy of the title "demon immortal."
Raised within the underwater Mystic Realm, Chen Yanyu only occasionally visited the human world. She transferred specifically to join the Pathseeker Class at Silver City High, tasked with bridging the dragon clan and human Daoist traditions. Until dorm assignments were finalized, she stayed at the Falling Immortal Hotel.
She’d known Zuo Tian, the so-called "chosen one," since childhood—and once blurted out the innocent promise: "I’ll marry you when we grow up." Back then, the world lingered in the Age of Decline, spiritual energy yet to resurge. Born with the Primordial Chaos Dao Body but starved of qi, Zuo Tian’s vitality was failing; he wouldn’t have lived past seven.
But fate favored him. His family held an ancient legacy, and the dragon clan owed them a debt. His parents journeyed to the dragon palace and secured a Chaotic Star Pearl—saving his life. Turning misfortune to blessing, Zuo Tian grew up vibrant and extraordinary.
Chen Yanyu came to Silver City High to retrieve the Chaotic Star Pearl… and peek at how handsome Zuo Tian turned out. If he was cute? She’d honor that childhood vow. If not? She’d conveniently "forget." After all, she was a dragon girl who adored pretty humans. Bored by palace monotony, she’d developed a hobby: binge-watching idol dramas about gorgeous couples. Thus, she became a total looks fanatic. Her fantasy type? A devilishly charming, domineering CEO. Every day, she daydreamed about being pinned against the wall.
Well… she got NTR-ed by Luo Qingchuan instead.
Reality shattered her rose-tinted dreams of love and CEOs. In the original plot, Luo Qingchuan would thoroughly break and reshape her—inside and out.
The Falling Immortal Hotel belonged to the Luo family. One day, after bringing the reluctant Su Yingsnow there again, Luo Qingchuan spotted a stunning silver-haired beauty staying onsite. He had a female staff install a pinhole camera in Chen Yanyu’s room. She seemed clever, but was easiest to manipulate. Thanks to the dragon clan’s innate lustful nature, she’d instinctively arch her little butt, begging for attention. Humiliation would make the silver-haired girl cry beneath a man, yet her body swayed instinctively to rough motions, desperately milking him dry. Soft whimpers tangled with breathy moans until she collapsed—dazed, naked, unconscious. At climax, tiny dragon horns would sprout from her brow.
*"What a scumbag,"* Luo Qingchuan sighed inwardly. *"I won’t let this happen. Keep it in wish-fulfillment novels."*
The future glimpses he received were vague plot summaries. In-story, the cheerful dragon girl Chen Yanyu would captivate Zuo Tian upon reunion. Honestly? Luo Qingchuan had no clue what her real-world form would be. But the moment he saw that signature silver-white hair—*click*.
Wow. She’s adorable!
Silver-haired dragon girl—my DNA’s vibrating!
Who the hell is Zuo Tian? Never heard of him!
*"The world is inching toward the destined plot…"*
Prophecies were crystallizing into reality.
But—another glitch!
Luo Qingchuan left late. His demonic cultivation accidentally caught Chen Yanyu’s attention.
*"Can’t blow my cover. I don’t know her… Just finish the mission."*
He stepped into the bustling city streets—and froze, wry smile tugging his lips.
*"Where do I even find a lollipop-eating little girl…?"*
Strolling slowly, he sensed a gaze trailing him. His face fell.
*Why’s Chen Yanyu following me? I haven’t done anything!*
He refused to torment girls like the novel dictated. *Sniff… I just wanna be a pure love warrior.*
Wait—was she a looks fanatic? *I’m devastatingly handsome across lifetimes… Did this lecherous dragon… silver dragon… spot me?!* Panic surged. After Su Yingsnow drained him all night, another dragon? No thanks.
Truth was, he’d rather quietly spend his life with the white-robed sword immortal, Su Yingsnow. Better for her too. He still heard her voice, riding him:
*"This thing… belongs only to me."*
*"Give it to someone else… mm… hiss… I’ll… castrate you… mmp… H-How’d you… so much…"*
*"Hehe, Little Chuanchuan… let’s go again…"*
Those words haunted him. *Will I die by my wife’s hand instead of Zuo Tian’s?*
*"I’ll… stay restrained. Avoid other heroines."*
Shame and chills washed over him.
He stopped by a roadside building, pulled out his phone. Too scared of his eldest brother’s wrath to use the Luo family car, he set destination: a 24-hour convenience store. Buy lollipops. Wait near a kindergarten. Give one to a girl… then take it back?
*Ugh. So awkward.*
This had to be the Fate Defiance System’s "Evil Deeds Come Easy"—proof of depravity.
While waiting, he opened the Sage System shop. Five slots. A refresh button. His eyes locked on one item:
**[Wonderful Lollipop: Crafted by the Heavenly Dao! Soul-soothing joy brightens your whole day. Effect: +1 cultivation speed.]**
Price: 10 Sage Points.
His eyes lit up. *Redeem!*
No supermarket run needed. Find the girl fast. Tomorrow: Silver City High orientation. Then see Su Yingsnow—deliver that essential gift. Time was tight.
He merged into traffic.
Behind a utility pole plastered with ads, a silver-haired girl in sunglasses darted out.
*"Hehe! Knew you’d call a cab! This young lady was prepared!"*
Stopping randomly? Obviously waiting! Not his destination! Heading to the demon sect’s lair?! Pride swelled in her clever little mind. Risking it all to uncover the handsome demonic cultivator’s secrets.
A taxi pulled over. She slipped in. *"Just follow ahead, sir!"* She flashed a red banknote.
The veteran driver blinked—never seen this before. But Chen Yanyu’s golden eyes tracked Luo Qingchuan’s route perfectly.
*Coincidentally… red light.*
In the backseat, Luo Qingchuan thought: *She’s naive. Easily fooled. I can’t hurt her.*
Raised secluded in the dragon palace Mystic Realm during the Age of Decline, her only window to modern life was TV dramas.
... ... ...
*"That car ahead! Sir, follow the moment green lights!"*
Chen Yanyu directed from the passenger seat—*just like in dramas!*
The driver glanced at her, a knowing smile spreading.
*"No problem."*
Though new to this, he warmly decided to help.
*"Thank you!"* Chen Yanyu giggled mischievously, confidence blazing.
As the car moved:
*"Miss,"* the driver asked gently, *"is that your boyfriend in that car?"*
*"Eh?!"* Chen Yanyu flushed crimson.
He sighed. *"I get it. Sneaking off to meet another woman behind your back, huh? Hmph. Too many scumbags these days."*
