After Lin Jiaojiao lost her life on Fisherman Mountain outside Tomorrow City and woke again, she discovered that Hu Yucheng seemed to have become a different person.
At least, from that moment on, she finally felt his sincerity.
Everyone in the sect thought she was headstrong, willful, spoiled, and unreasonable, but everything she did was merely an attempt to draw his attention.
As time passed, even the pretense became real. She had to admit that habit was a truly frightening thing.
But the final result was gratifying, because everything she had done had finally paid off.
It was like a dream. After she woke, Zuo Kexin no longer gave her sour looks or played petty tricks in front of her. Instead, she yielded to her at every turn. Though she said nothing, it was much better than before.
Even when provoked, she no longer retaliated, making Lin Jiaojiao suspect for a time that Zuo Kexin had undergone Soul Possession.
Gradually, Lin Jiaojiao felt there was little point in opposing her and turned more of her attention toward Hu Yucheng.
Hu Yucheng slowly began to reciprocate her feelings and distance himself from the flock of beauties who had once surrounded him, until last year, when they became betrothed within the sect.
For Lin Jiaojiao, that was probably the happiest day of her life.
Her happy days had begun then and continued ever since.
Now everything in her life went smoothly. Aside from Zuo Kexin still sticking to Hu Yucheng like a stubborn medicinal plaster, there was nothing left to trouble her.
For this trip to the Secret Realm, the Mystic Dharma Immortal Sect had selected her, Hu Yucheng, and a Nascent Soul Cultivator to come together. She had never expected to run into Zuo Kexin anyway.
Zuo Kexin was traveling with