The world did not remain the same after her choice.
Yunxi, now the Flawless Demon Phoenix Queen, stood on a new battlefield—not just against darkness, but against the very man she loved. For in her rise, she had become something Chen had been trained to fear: a rival with unknown power.
Her Behaviour Changed.
No longer the quiet, composed general's daughter.No longer the soft-spoken healer in white robes.She now spoke with certainty. Her eyes held knowledge beyond this world. Her movements were calculated—not cold, but precise.
She became an equal, a threat, and eventually…a competitor.
Where Prince Chen operated in the shadows—silent and merciless—Yunxi descended like fire from the skies, wings blazing.
He assassinated. She saved.He destroyed puppets. She cured them with her hidden divine light.
She became a legend whispered in fear and awe:The Phoenix Queen Who Burned Without Killing.
And no one knew her true name.
Even Chen, sharp-eyed and cold-hearted, couldn't see past her illusion. He only knew this veiled woman was powerful. Dangerous. Mysterious. And irritatingly familiar.
They began to clash.
Not as enemies…But as two forces that couldn't be ignored.
One night, after a mission:
Chen stood on a rooftop, blood on his blade, puppets dismantled around him. He turned—and saw her.
Wings of crimson. Eyes like gold. Cloaked in flame.
"You again," he said. His voice was unreadable.
The Phoenix Queen tilted her head. "We're not so different, Prince."
"You burn too brightly for someone with no name."
She smirked beneath her mask. "Maybe I was never meant to stay hidden."
As she turned to go, she lifted her hand—and a golden light spread, touching the last puppet writhing in agony. It gasped, its curse undone. Freed.
Chen froze.
Divine light…?But she was a demon. Wasn't she?
He looked up.She was already gone.
In the shadows, Yunxi clutched her chest.Her power trembled with the weight of too many secrets.Every time she healed, her divine side grew stronger.Every time she fought beside Chen, her heart cracked a little more.
"Do I walk this path to save him…""Or to surpass him?"
"The Crimson Veil of Nirvana"
Dark clouds rolled over the demon realm as thunder roared in the distance. The air trembled—not with fear, but with anticipation. Whispers of prophecy echoed through the mountains and shadowed valleys.
"The Phoenix shall rise again.""The Queen of Ash and Light shall return.""Nirvana is complete. She is here."
And then... she descended.
From the burning sky, wings of fire unfurled like banners of war and rebirth. Her silhouette cut through the clouds, elegant and terrifying.
She wore flowing crimson robes, embroidered in black and gold—like fire stitched into fabric. Her long hair billowed like a river of night, and a delicate, ornate veil obscured her face, hiding her identity even as her presence demanded worship.
She was beautiful.She was unstoppable.She was unknown.
The demons knelt.All of them—lords, generals, beasts.Even those who once clawed for the throne bowed their heads.
"The Nirvana is complete," they whispered in unison."Welcome, our Phoenix Queen."
But no one—not one soul—could say her name.
And that was how she wanted it.
Deep inside, Yunxi stood still beneath the veil, her heart heavy.
She had chosen this path to save him.But now an entire realm knelt at her feet.
"I became a demon to save a man.""But now I am Queen to an army."
And still, he doesn't know.
Prince Chen, silent in the mortal realm, continued his missions, unaware that the demon queen making the realm tremble was the same girl whose smile once made his stone heart falter.
But soon, they would meet again.
Not as secret allies.Not as masked rivals.
But as a queen and a shadow, bound by fate, torn by truth.
"Throne of Crimson Flame"
The skies split open, and through the rift flew a silhouette cloaked in fire and silence.
Yunxi.
No longer a girl. No longer merely a rival.She flew through the Demon Realm's sacred sky—above the throne carved from obsidian and bone, once sat by tyrants, now empty… waiting.
The Phoenix Queen's veil fluttered in the wind, her crimson robes trailing like rivers of blood and flame.
As she passed over the palace, time stilled.
The world… stopped.
Flames bowed to her. Darkness pulled back. Clouds turned scarlet.
She landed before the Demon Throne.
One step forward—and frost bloomed beneath her bare feet.Not because she wielded ice, but because her presence—so cold, so unreachable, so devastatingly beautiful—froze the air with reverence.
Demons fell to their knees in silence, trembling.
None dared to speak her name.None dared to ask for her face.For in that moment, they understood: Power had returned to its rightful vessel.
In the Mortal Realm…
A tea cup shattered on the floor.
Princess Roa stood in the Lotus Palace, eyes wide, breath caught in her throat.
She clutched her chest, where a strange warmth pulsed like a forgotten memory.
"That presence…" she whispered. "That flame… I've felt it before…"
She turned to the window, staring at the darkening horizon.
"The Phoenix Queen is back."
Her heart pounded—not in fear. Not in awe.
But in warning.
"She's here. And she's close to Chen."
Back in the Demon Realm…
Yunxi lowered herself onto the throne.
Still silent. Still veiled.
But in her heart, she whispered:
"I'll save you, Chen… even if I have to rule a world you fear to reach you."
"When the Phoenix Turned Her Face"
The palace was in chaos.
"Where is Yunxi?""She disappeared during the puppet attack.""She was here… and now she's gone."
Guards scoured every corridor. Maids whispered. The generals grew restless. Even Prince Chen's eyes narrowed—not in panic, but in instinct. Something was wrong. No trail. No trace. Just vanished.
And then—
The wind changed.
From the heavens, a column of fire descended like a divine comet, halting above the grand courtyard of the palace. All raised their eyes—and what they saw left them breathless.
She floated down slowly, like judgment wrapped in beauty.
Crimson and gold robes billowed around her, embroidered with phoenixes that seemed to move when the light touched them. Her sleeves danced in the air like burning silk. Her hair was styled in an ancient Chinese throne-like crown, black and glistening, cascading behind her in elegant waves.
Her eyes—
Not human. Not demon.
Phoenix eyes.Fierce, glowing like molten gold rimmed in blood-red.Adorned with fire-hued eye shadow, her lids dusted with gold and crimson.Jewels glinted from the outer corners of her eyes—red and gold stones shaped like flames.
Her veil shimmered—a sheer red and golden masterpiece, edged with falling beads that chimed softly in the wind. It concealed her lower face, but left just enough for the world to be stunned.
She didn't speak.
She didn't need to.
Prince Chen stepped forward, his eyes locked on hers.
Something in him stirred violently. Familiarity. Fire. Memory.
He narrowed his eyes and tried to see past the veil.But she turned—only her face—slowly, elegantly, letting him look just enough to burn it into his soul.
His breath caught.
Who was she?
Not a stranger. He felt it in his bones. In the silence between her gaze and his breath.
But the mask—The aura—The flames—She was untouchable.
Gasps echoed across the courtyard.
"Is that… the Phoenix Queen?""The one from the Demon Realm?""No… she came from the heavens…""Is she… friend or enemy?"
She said nothing.
She looked once—at Chen, at Roa, at the palace she once called home—And then rose back into the air.
Her sleeves curled around her like a living flame. Her veil shimmered. Her presence lingered like a celestial song.
And still, no one knew it was Yunxi.
But Prince Chen watched the sky long after she disappeared.
Because in that single glance…his heart cracked.
"The Queen Answers"
The sky still crackled with flame as the veiled phoenix queen hovered just above the courtyard, her sleeves whispering through the wind like living smoke.
All eyes stared upward—awed, trembling, confused.
But Princess Roa stepped forward, her voice cutting through the silence like a blade.
"Hey—demon," she spat, chin raised defiantly."Is this your doing? All this chaos, all this fear—are you here to finish us off?"
Yunxi didn't move.
"Demons like you should be destroyed," Roa continued, her voice rising. "You don't belong here. You bring ruin wherever you go. I won't let you hurt this kingdom—or my brother."
A sharp intake of breath echoed among the crowd.
Prince Chen's eyes flicked to Roa—shocked, then troubled. His hand tightened at his side, a rare flicker of hesitation crossing his normally unreadable face.
He didn't speak.
He couldn't.
Not yet.