Qingfeng Pavilion.
The setting sun dyed the sky blood-red, and the soft golden light slowly filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow on the waterfall-like black silk hair, making it appear even more dazzling and radiant.
At this moment—
A breathtakingly seductive woman sat quietly at the edge of the bed.
Her stunning features, even without a trace of makeup, were enough to overshadow the beauty of the world.
And her figure—was nothing short of explosive.
Her long, soft black hair flowed down to her waist, cascading along her sinuous curves, radiating a mesmerizing charm.
Even the loose palace gown couldn’t hide the grandeur of her chest, the fabric visibly strained by the sheer magnitude of her form.
Below her slender waist were a pair of perfectly proportioned legs.
Crystal-clear, snow-white, exquisitely shaped.
Hidden beneath the long dress, they carried an air of mystery and allure.
However—
The moment her beautiful eyes slowly opened, all that beauty seemed to freeze in time, replaced by an aura of noble arrogance that made one instinctively bow in submission.
It was a feeling that defied explanation.
Like a deity overlooking the world—detached, supreme, beyond reach.
In that instant—
The stunning woman parted her lips slightly, her long phoenix-like eyes flashing with a trace of confusion.
“This strange memory… So the reincarnation back then succeeded.”
“This Empress… has finally returned!”
“Hmph… Ha, hahaha!!”
In the next moment, wild laughter erupted in the room, shaking the entire bed with her heaving chest.
The force of her laughter sent the furniture trembling, and yet outside the room, all remained eerily silent.
As the laughter gradually faded, the woman’s gaze grew increasingly cold.
“A thousand years of scheming. A hundred lifetimes of reincarnation couldn’t kill me. Instead, they gave me the perfect chance to live again.”
“You thought your calculations were flawless, but in the end, this Empress was one step ahead.”
“That wretched witch… as a gesture of thanks, just wait until I drag you down from the heavens myself!”
She had clearly recalled the face of that venomous woman—always above, always in control, calculating every move to the end.
The woman clenched her fists.
She could not, would not, let go of this enmity.
She was Bu Tiange—one who had never known defeat.
From an early age, she awakened her past memories.
At the age of three, she began her cultivation journey.
By ten, she broke through the human limits.
At twenty, she ascended to true immortality.
After that, she entered the Great Wastelands and slayed the Primordial Fiends, descended into the Eastern Sea and stormed the Dragon Palace.
Within ten years, she swept through the Ten Forbidden Lands, uniting the righteous and demonic paths.
Her dominance left hundreds of clans breathless for centuries, dimming the light of countless so-called geniuses.
Eventually, she became the youngest Great Emperor in recorded history—barely a thousand years old.
Her title—The Solitary Peak Empress.
Peerless across the ages.
Magnificent beyond compare.
She reigned for five hundred years in the ancient era, undefeated by any foe.
Even when three thousand gods and immortals besieged her, and the God Emperor’s schemes left her surrounded, she never truly lost.
Because—it was her choice.
Beyond the realm of emperors, there was no path forward.
If one wished to forge a new path, reincarnation was the only way.
For a Great Emperor, to fully reincarnate was almost impossibly difficult.
So Bu Tiange turned the trap into her own ploy and faked her death.
The only thing she hadn’t expected—was just how ruthless her enemy would be.
“Hmph!”
“No matter what, if you dared play the wretched bitch, then don’t blame this Empress when I expose your true face for all to see.”
“I spent nine hundred years last time. This time… three hundred will be enough!”
Though she had reincarnated, though all was no longer as it once was, Bu Tiange’s confidence was soaring, unmatched and unshaken.
After all—she was the unrivaled Empress of Ages Past, standing alone atop the ancient peak of power!
And yet…
After delivering a bold and impassioned declaration of her triumphant return, once Bu Tiange learned of her current identity in this lifetime, even the mighty Empress couldn’t help but change expression slightly.
“What kind of garbage era is this? What kind of absurd constitution did I end up with!?”
“How long did my resurrection actually take… Has the path to immortality in this age truly become such a joke?”
“Just reaching longevity and people already dare to call themselves immortals? There’s not even a single Emperor alive anymore?”
Bu Tiange’s beautiful eyes narrowed as her slender white fingers tapped absentmindedly on the sandalwood table, making it hum and tremble with each knock.
Clearly, this era had thoroughly caught her off guard.
And her current physique… was even more disappointing.
She muttered under her breath, “‘Emotionbound Twin Heart Physique’… At first glance, it sounds like some sort of ruthless Dao of detachment, but it’s actually one of the most notorious passion-based constitutions of the ancient age.”
“Only through emotional arousal can its full potential be unlocked.”
“The deeper the feelings, the faster the cultivation.”
In time, most women who possessed this constitution ended up building harems—and even worse, constantly flirting and toying with emotions to accelerate their cultivation.
Just thinking about it was enough to make her shudder.
Thankfully, Bu Tiange wasn’t that kind of person.
Whether her memories had returned or not, that kind of behavior was beneath her.
She gently brushed her fingers across her bright red lips, finally finding something to be pleased with.
“Even just by suppressing emotional impulses and focusing the mind, I’m already one step away from the Longevity Realm.”
“Truly… as expected of myself. Always extraordinary.”
“Well then, if it’s left to me, even if it takes a bit of time, it’ll still be a walk in the park.”
“Life always needs a bit of challenge~”
She stretched her lazy body ever so slightly, and her figure—graceful waist flowing into generous curves—formed a smooth and seductive silhouette.
That unintentional allure was simply too captivating.
***
Just as Bu Tiange was about to dive deeper into integrating her memories, unexpectedly—
“Weakshui, are you there?”
“Hmm?”
“I just came here to say one thing—I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?”
“…?!”
The conversation was shockingly brief, yet Bu Tiange was completely stunned.
‘Girlfriend? Weakshui?’
Why did hearing those words fill her heart with joy and relief?
She shook her head as flashes of memory surged to the surface.
Weakshui—her soft, adorable disciple.
The gullible kind.
Unlike Bu Tiange’s cold and aloof personality, Weakshui had always harbored a silent crush on the talented boy next door since childhood.
But due to her timid nature, she never had the courage to confess.
Especially since he was so outstanding—always surrounded by admirers.
She felt far too inferior.
Countless times, Bu Tiange had been frustrated to the point of rage.
If only she could do it herself!
After sorting through those memories, Bu Tiange finally pieced it together.
“Li Huaixian… So that boy outside is the one making the confession? For me to hold him in such high regard—what a rarity.”
“Wait… I’m in my disciple’s room right now!”
Normally, revealing her true identity would instantly clear up any misunderstanding, but… but… but!
Her disciple had waited over ten years for this moment.
Could she really reject him now?
If this chance slipped by, Weakshui would probably cry her eyes out.
As her master, Bu Tiange couldn’t allow that to happen.
In that instant, despite being the reincarnated Empress, her fierce maternal instinct took over.
No matter what—it was her duty to help her precious disciple land this love.
As for the method?
Simple.
“Okay, I accept.”
Bu Tiange replied in her disciple’s soft voice, calm and decisive.
Flawless.
Absolutely flawless.
[Bu Tiange’s former identity was that of a sealed-memory Empress. She has now regained her past memories and returned to her original Empress self.]