A woman imprisoned in the Monster Emperor City for twenty years had never conversed with anyone nor understood worldly affairs; her nature was like a blank sheet of paper: immaculate and unblemished.
Everything before her eyes was so unfamiliar and filled with anticipation.
She had never felt this way before, like a butterfly gracefully dancing, freely soaring across this land brimming with danger.
At that moment, she smiled as radiantly as a mountain flower, her eyes revealing the word "innocence."
"I, Yue Wuxia, am destined to take first place on the Wind Cloud List."
"I, Yue Wuxia, am destined to become an invincible being like my mother."
"I, Yue Wuxia, will certainly… find that person." Yue Wuxia chuckled lightly. "Ali, run faster."
The figures of the two women gradually receded into the distance.
Chen Pingping, who had followed them, also stopped, softly muttering, "Yue Wuxia."
A very pleasant name.
An innocent and cheerful girl of the Demon Race.
