After being reincarnated, I cultivated immortality.

Gan Ruier stood in the air, her fingers forming a lotus shape, her demonic power surging wildly. A giant passionflower appeared in front of her, her eyes glowing with purple light, and the passionflower mark between her brows flashing with golden light.

She was already dressed as a fairy of a hundred flowers, and now she looked as if the fairy of a hundred flowers had truly descended.

The young man was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene in front of him. He unconsciously reduced the intensity of his attack. He quickly came to his senses and thrust the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand.

The woman in front of him looked a lot like an old friend, but he hadn't seen her in so long that he wasn't sure if it was her.

No matter how many thoughts are on my mind, I still need to deal with the situation at hand first. Now is not the time to stop. The atmosphere has reached this point, and it would be unreasonable not to fight.

Gan Ruier pointed her finger lightly at the young man, her pink lips parted slightly: "Go!"

The passionflower in front of him spun rapidly, and countless petals shot towards the youth like sharp blades.

The young man swiftly twirled his sword, knocking away countless petals that attacked him.

Although the petals were numerous, they could not harm the young man. Gan Ruier smiled, reached out and grabbed something in the center of the passionflower, and slowly pulled it out.

A jade-purple bow appeared in her hand, and with her other hand she plucked a flower petal that transformed into an arrow, nocked the bowstring, and drew it.

With a whoosh, the arrow, flashing with cold light, shot towards the young man.

The young man immediately drew his sword to block, but was forced back several steps. After regaining his footing, he swept away the arrow with his backhand and flew towards Gan Ruier, intending to get close.

Unfortunately, despite his good intentions, the flower petals and the occasional arrows kept him stuck in the same spot.

Half an hour later, Gan Ruier seemed to have gotten tired of playing and shot three arrows at once.

The young man was shot in the arm and thigh and collapsed to the ground in a sorry state.

Gan Ruier appeared on his body the next moment. The passionflower shrank and floated in her palm. She looked at the young man and said in an icy tone, "Tell me, how did this sword end up in your hands?"

Despite the pain, the young man sat up, looked up at her with bright eyes, and said, "Sister Rui'er, it's me! Little Dragon!" He then gestured with his uninjured hand, indicating the dragon horns on his head.

The coldness in Gan Ruier's eyes dissipated, and she scanned the young man up and down, finding it impossible to reconcile the handsome young man before her with the image of the crybaby she remembered.

If it weren't for the fact that he could tell his true form was indeed a dragon, and that there was a resemblance in his features, one wouldn't be sure that he was her former little tagalong.

Gan Ruier raised an eyebrow and said, "You really are a little dragon! You've grown so much in so long. How did you become a demon emperor? Where is your master?"

Upon mentioning his master, the young man visibly lost his composure for a moment, but quickly put on a smile and said, "That's a long story. Come on, let's go inside and talk." As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out the two sharp arrows that were still stuck in him. "Hiss~" The young man immediately swallowed a few healing pills, and his wounds visibly began to heal.

The young man and Gan Ruier arrived at the cave where he had just been in seclusion. Gan Ruier looked at the ornaments that were exactly the same as those in her memory and curled her lips into a smile, clearly recalling the past.

The young man set out the spiritual fruits and tea, and said happily, "Sister Rui'er, where have you been all these years? Why are you only coming back now?"

Speaking of this, Gan Ruier got angry and angrily told the whole story.

The youths, united in their hatred of the enemy, launched into a tirade against Yan Mie.

"By the way, what about you? You haven't answered my question yet. Also, why did you change your name? Wasn't it Jiao'er before?" Gan Rui'er said again.

The young man said shyly, "Sister, please call me Luo Sheng now. The name Jiao'er doesn't really suit my current identity as the Demon Emperor, so I chose a nicer one myself."

After pausing for a moment, he continued, "As for my master, let me start from a thousand years ago, back then..."