Transmigrated into the villain? Watch my epic comeback in the ethereal fairy realm!

The towering gates of the Demon Palace, like the gaping maw of a giant beast, exuded a suffocating pressure.

Dai Yao stood under the city gate, took a deep breath, and forcefully suppressed the complex emotions surging in her heart.

She knew that this was just the beginning of the real test.

The Demon Palace was a den of dragons and tigers, teeming with wolves and tigers, their eyes fixed on the treasure in her hand more numerous than the stars in the sky.

"Come on, let the storm rage on!" Dai Yao thought to herself with a secret delight, but her face remained impassive, feigning weakness and helplessness.

As soon as she entered the Demon Palace, all sorts of scrutinizing gazes followed her like a shadow, as if they wanted to skin her alive and tear her apart.

Dai Yao observed everything around her without making a sound, taking in all the malicious gazes.

"Heh, trying to snatch something from me? Don't you even know your own limitations?" Dai Yao thought to herself, but on the surface, she maintained her "little white rabbit" persona, trembling and making people feel sorry for her.

In the main hall of the Demon Palace, Dai Yao displayed the treasure she had obtained from the trial of immortal destiny—a bead that emitted a seven-colored light.

The bead exuded a captivating spiritual energy, as if it possessed a life of its own, and it danced gently in Dai Yao's hand.

The crowd inside the hall erupted in an uproar, their greedy gazes almost overwhelming Dai Yao.

Those who were waiting to see Dai Yao make a fool of herself, or even wanting to take advantage of her misfortune, are now dumbfounded.

Each person's expression was incredibly varied, comparable to the face-changing act in Sichuan opera.

"This...how is this possible? How could a good-for-nothing like her possibly obtain such a treasure?" someone whispered in disbelief.

Dai Yao took in everyone's reactions, secretly amused: "A bunch of worthless bastards, daring to covet this fairy's treasure?" She feigned humility and offered the bead, saying softly, "Reporting to the Palace Master, this was obtained by chance during the trial of immortal destiny, and I wish to offer it to the Demon Palace." Upon hearing this, the crowd in the hall erupted in even greater commotion.

This bead is clearly no ordinary object; how could Dai Yao have given it up so easily?

Could it be... that she has some other trick up her sleeve?

"Yao'er, you've worked hard." The Demon Palace Master's voice was deep and dignified, yet carried a hint of barely perceptible praise.

He took the bead, examined it carefully, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Just then, a sharp voice suddenly rang out: "Palace Master, this witch is full of tricks, we must be on guard! Who knows if she stole this bead!" Dai Yao looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes staring at her with a venomous expression.

Dai Yao smiled slightly and said calmly, "...Sister, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. You say I stole it, do you have any evidence?" Dai Yao blinked her innocent big eyes, her tone soft, but with an undeniable forcefulness.

The glamorous woman was taken aback by Dai Yao's sudden question, her face turning pale and then red, but she couldn't come up with a coherent answer.

She could only continue to sow discord: "You were nothing but a good-for-nothing before, how could you possibly obtain such a treasure? If you didn't steal it, did you do it on your own merits?" Dai Yao chuckled, her smile tinged with sarcasm: "Sister, your words are rather sour. Are you perhaps jealous of my good fortune? Alas, what can I do? I'm naturally beautiful and blessed with good luck." Several suppressed laughs rang out around them, and the glamorous woman trembled with rage.

The Demon Palace Master coughed lightly, interrupting the farce.

"Yao'er has rendered a great service this time. I have decided to promote her to the rank of Holy Maiden, and reward her with a thousand spirit stones, a hundred bottles of pills, and a cave dwelling." Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

The position of Saintess, second only to the emperor and above all others, is an honor that countless people dream of!

Those who were waiting to see Dai Yao make a fool of herself are now filled with regret.

Dai Yao feigned surprise and covered her mouth, saying, "Oh dear, how could I possibly accept this?" But inwardly she was overjoyed: You little punks, you're still too green to mess with me!

In the days that followed, Dai Yao was riding high.

With all sorts of cultivation resources readily available, and the cave dwelling overflowing with spiritual energy, cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds each day.

Those who used to mock her now treat her with utmost respect, almost worshipping her.

Of course, there are also quite a few people who want to do dirty tricks in secret.

No sooner had Dai Yao returned to her luxurious cave than she overheard a furtive conversation outside the door: "...I heard that the treasure the Holy Maiden obtained was actually..." Dai Yao gave a cold smile, slowly walked to the door, and suddenly flung it open: "I heard...what? Why don't you tell me?"

Two furtive figures stood outside the door, one of whom was none other than Ling Yan, the gorgeous woman who had a grudge against Dai Yao during the trial of immortal destiny.

The other was her follower, who was vividly describing Dai Yao's "bad words".

"Shh, keep your voice down! I heard that the treasure that the saintess obtained was actually..." The follower stopped mid-sentence, because he saw Dai Yao standing at the door with a half-smile.

Lingyan also saw Dai Yao, and her face instantly turned pale.

"When...when did you come out?"

Dai Yao crossed her arms and looked at them leisurely: "Oh, I just came out for a little while and happened to overhear you talking about me. How was it, were you having a good chat?"

“I…we didn’t…” Lingyan stammered in denial.

“No? Then you guys continue,” Dai Yao raised an eyebrow. “I love listening to gossip, especially about myself. Come on, don’t be shy, keep going.”

Lingyan was quite frightened by Dai Yao's "warm invitation." She knew that Dai Yao was not someone to be trifled with, and she also knew that Dai Yao was now the Holy Maiden of the Demon Palace. If she offended Dai Yao, she would definitely suffer the consequences.

Lingyan's eyes darted around, and she immediately put on a pitiful expression: "Your Majesty, we really didn't say anything, please don't misunderstand!"

Dai Yao sneered: "Misunderstanding? Do you think I'm stupid? I heard you clearly. You're spreading rumors that the treasure I obtained was stolen!"

Ling Yan's expression changed, and she immediately knelt down: "Holy Maiden, spare us! We just... we just..."

"Just what? Just jealous of me? Just don't like me?" Dai Yao pressed on, her tone sharp. "Let me tell you, I, Dai Yao, have done nothing wrong and I'm not afraid of your slander! Guards, seize them!"

As soon as she finished speaking, two demon palace guards stepped forward and took Lingyan and her attendants away.

In front of all the Demon Palace disciples, Dai Yao listed out the evidence that Ling Yan had spread rumors. Ling Yan was speechless and could only watch helplessly as her status plummeted and she became the laughing stock of everyone.

After dealing with these clowns, Dai Yao felt refreshed.

She was preparing to return to her cave to continue her cultivation when she suddenly felt a familiar aura approaching.

She turned her head and saw a handsome man dressed in black walking slowly towards her.

The man walked up to her, gazing at her with deep affection, his eyes filled with love and tenderness.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples of the Demon Palace cast their blessings in their eyes, whispering things like "A perfect match made in heaven."

Looking at the man in front of her, Dai Yao felt a warm current welling up in her heart.

This man was none other than Ling Feng.

He gently took her hand and whispered, "Yao'er, you've suffered."

Dai Yao smiled and was about to speak when she suddenly felt another powerful aura descend upon the Demon Palace... A clear, cold voice rang out in the air: "Yao'er, I've arrived."

Dai Yao stood atop the Demon Palace, her robes fluttering, like a banished immortal.

Below, a dense crowd of Demon Palace disciples looked up at her, their eyes filled with awe and envy.

She held in her hands the celestial treasure, the Qiankun Glazed Lamp, which shimmered with a radiant light, and a confident smile played on her lips.

Ling Feng stood beside her, gazing at her with deep affection, his eyes filled with pride and love.

He gently held Dai Yao's hand and said softly, "Yao'er, you finally did it."

Dai Yao took his hand in return and gave him a sweet smile.

At that moment, she felt like she was standing at the pinnacle of her life.

Since transmigrating into the book, she has experienced so many hardships and obstacles, but now the bitterness has finally turned into sweetness. She has successfully completed the test of immortal destiny, gained the greatest benefit, and become a true winner in life.

"Welcome back, Holy Maiden!" The deafening cheers resounded through the sky. Dai Yao enjoyed this supreme glory and was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

She slightly raised her chin, looking down at the world with disdain, as if the whole world was at her feet.

Just then, a clear, cold voice pierced the sky: "Yao'er, I'm here."

Dai Yao's smile froze slightly. She slowly turned her head and saw a man dressed in white, riding a sword, arriving like a god descending to earth.

He possessed an ethereal air, handsome features, and a pair of phoenix eyes that held a subtle tenderness. It was... "Senior Brother?" Dai Yao blurted out.

Ling Feng's expression changed drastically, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on Dai Yao's hand.

A tense atmosphere hung in the air, as if a fierce battle was inevitable...

“Yao’er,” the man in white landed slowly, walked up to Dai Yao, and stared intently at her, “this Qiankun Glazed Lamp should have been mine.”