"Who are you?"
"Hmm... call me Ye Zhuo?"
Diao Chan thought for a moment. "Never heard of you."
"My brothers on the divine path do me the honor of calling me the Demon God."
"Divine Lord?"
Diao Chan did know that name. There were many immortals in the world, but the Demon God was the one most fond of reincarnating to do good deeds and helping others become immortals.
"Do you want to get married?"
"No."
"Then come seek immortality and the Dao with me."
"If I don't go, the Han empire will be in danger. Dong Zhuo will bring the whole realm to ruin."
Diao Chan knew she was a link in the chain stratagem, and she was willing to go through with it.
"If you leave now, Lü Bu will still think Dong Zhuo married you and hid you away."
"That would work too?"
Diao Chan truly had not considered that possibility. Her small hands instinctively clutched the hem of her skirt.
"But! My adoptive father..."
"No buts. Your adoptive father will have to fend for himself."
Ye Zhuo placed a hand on her shoulder and walked out the door. The two looked at the so-called fairy maidens in the sky.
"This was just what happened when Empress He ascended from the palace the other day!"
Could Heaven truly have taken pity on me? Diao Chan wondered.
Tears fell at once. Had it been the dead of night, even the moon might have hidden away in sympathy.
"Come on. Let's make you an immortal."
Ye Zhuo headed toward the Celestial Palace, and Diao Chan followed joyfully. Looking back, she saw the countless people below, who seemed never to have enjoyed a single moment of leisure.
Before long.
Wang Yun learned that Diao Chan had disappeared. Seeing the seven-colored