"Hey… look over there. Isn't that Feng Jin Huang?"
"The one who was… raped by the Demon King?"
"Yeah. They say he held her captive in the Blessed Land, and... treated her like his personal toy."
"I heard… she had marks all over her body. Bite marks. Bruises. He left nothing untouched."
"Did you see her when they brought her back?"
"Her hair was a mess, her clothes torn—someone said he dragged her by the hair… and ravaged her."
"It's horrible."
"Now she has fallen from her grace."
"Hey she's no longer on the Spirit Affinity House's successor list, right?"
"Of course not, she should be removed alright."
"After what happened, they shouldn't keep her on it."
"The healing Gu Immortals worked on her, but some say even they couldn't erase everything that happened."
"Imagine being the child of two Gu Immortals, only to suffer something like that… and still, they couldn't avenge her."
"Afterall, the Demon King has killed himself."
"They say he used Divine Travel Gu to escape—and went straight to his death."
"And now… she and her family never get to take revenge for what happened to her."
"That must hurt more than anything."
"Just Imagine, how could she be living with those memories every single day."
"Tch… if it were me? I'd have killed myself."
"I honestly couldn't have endured that kind of disgrace, with everyone constantly talking behind my back."
"But she's still here, walking around like nothing happened. Maybe that kind of strength is what makes her a true prodigy."
"Prodigy or not, it's still such a pity. A beautiful girl like her… she was completely ruined by the Demon King."
"Even if she recovers from emotional damage, or even if she becomes a Gu Immortal herself, who would ever marry her?"
"Her body's been… used. Everyone knows it."
"Come on, don't talk like that."
"Weren't you the one who used to chase after her?"
"That was before. Before the whole Central Continent knew her story. Who'd want to be with someone whose shame is known across the five regions?"
"Shut up—she's coming!"
"...Huh? Really?"
"Let's go. Now. I don't want her to hear us."
Feng Jin Huang had heard the rumors—every vile whisper, every cruel lie.
Her father, her mother, her entire sect all insisted they were false. They stood by her, claiming the stories were nothing but slander.
Yet the rumors didn't fade.
If anything, they spread like wildfire, growing louder and more vicious with each passing day.
She could barely hold herself together beneath the weight of it all.
The only thing that kept her from collapsing was the belief she clung to: I am the prodigy of the Central Continent. When I rise again, the world will listen to me.
But then came him—Bai Ning Bing.
Someone she had once defeated.
Someone she had once bested.
But now... he stood before her, no longer as the underdog, but a rising star—a prodigy of the central continent.
And with a voice full of scorn, he said the words that shattered her world:
"You are...."
"A bitch… a used-up bitch."
In that moment, her pride, her dreams, her faith in the world—everything crumbled.
She had believed, even at her lowest, that the top disciples of the Ten Great Sects would show some decency. That they would never speak to her like the masses did. But now, even they turned their backs.
Even with Fang Yuan—the Demon King—dead, his shadow still loomed over her life. He had vanished from the world, but before he did, he condemned her to live in his ruin.
Now, she couldn't even raise her head before her peers. If she did, they would scoff and say it was only because of her parents—Gu Immortals—that she dared.
She no longer had the will to live.
This was the curse of brilliance. As the saying goes:
"Those of outstanding talent easily become the target of envy."
When she was at the top, they praised her. Flattered her. Admired her.
She was the phoenix in the sky.
But the moment she fell—no, the moment she was pushed into the abyss by lies—they turned on her. Pitied her. Looked down on her. Whispered behind her back like she was filth.
Her entire world had changed in the blink of an eye.
And in her ears, echoing endlessly as she cried in silence, was that one cruel sentence:
"You are…"
"A bitch. A used-up bitch."
Over and over again, like a curse she couldn't escape.