Tianyin stepped on the clouds, her slender jade feet flying over the mountains, a graceful shadow in a red gauze gown walking on Tianmo Island.

As if with one step, she could cross mountains and seas.

After a long while, she stopped in a valley.

"Solitary Valley."

On a giant bluestone at the entrance of the valley, there were three blood-red characters written: Solitary Valley.

This valley was filled with a primitive aura, amidst chaos and wild trees, the rocks were covered with moss.

Next to a huge black stone, grew a bamboo grove and a Demon Sakura Tree.

The Demon Sakura Tree was old, like an elderly person in twilight, the bark blackened, with palm prints marked on it.

This season was the peak of blooming flowers, where birds chirped and flowers released fragrance.

The scent of flowers permeated everywhere, petals of cherry blossoms floated with the wind.

The ground was covered with pink cherry blossoms.

"Solitary Valley, this is the place where I rose to power."

Tianyin stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the Demon Sakura Tree and the bamboo grove, lost in thought.

Her gaze gradually grew confused.

Three thousand years ago, Moyin was merely an ordinary farm girl, later taken in by the Devil Sect as an outer sect menial disciple.

Initially, she had no status in the Devil Sect, nor dignity, her daily tasks were just sweeping, serving tea, chopping wood, these miscellaneous chores.

In the Devil Sect, she saw Jue Wutian, the extraordinarily gifted, captivating, imposing previous Demon Emperor.

Beautiful women surrounded Jue Wutian, any woman who saw him desperately wanted to get close, to curry favor with him.

Any man who saw Jue Wutian wanted to befriend him.

No matter where Jue Wutian went, he was always surrounded by people, like the moon in the sky encircled by stars.

Thinking of this, Tianyin let out a long howl, pride overflowing on her face.

"Jue Wutian, you never imagined the one to surpass you would be the little girl you looked down upon."

Three thousand years ago, Tianyin had a secret crush on Jue Wutian, once her chores were done, she would follow behind him like a shadow.

But Jue Wutian never paid her any attention.

Later, the Yanluo Palace Master learned of her crush on him, fearing it would hinder Jue Wutian’s cultivation, she was expelled from the Devil Sect.

Eventually, she was sent to Solitary Valley.

Upon arrival, Tianyin carved a vow under the Sky Sakura Tree to wash away today’s disgrace.

Since then, she cultivated alone in Solitary Valley.

There was only her, no friends, the only living creature was a toad.

For Tianyin, who had long been lonely, seeing this toad was a great comfort, even a joy.

Yet the toad would only emerge from its stone cave when spring returned, its movements slow like an elderly person, climbing up the stone to bask under the Moyin Tree.

The toad was her only friend.

Later she named this toad Sky Toad.

Sky Toad witnessed her growth.

In Solitary Valley, Tianyin devoted herself to cultivation, the joy of progress had no one to share.

When faced with challenges, no one was there to help her solve them.

Tired from cultivation, she would rest under the Moyin Tree.

In this way, she endured a thousand years of solitude, experienced countless neglect, her strength reached a formidable level.

Meanwhile, Jue Wutian had grown mature, with a partner for Dual Cultivation.

The four Palace Masters decided to release Tianyin.

They acknowledged that Tianyin now posed no threat to Jue Wutian.

After leaving Solitary Valley, Tianyin participated in a sect competition.

She made a name for herself in battle, defeating all menial disciples, becoming the standout among them.

She would never forget the feeling of becoming a prominent menial disciple.

After defeating everyone, she was bewildered, unable to believe her eyes, were these people truly defeated by her?

Am I really that strong?

Were the menial disciples too weak, or too strong?

Joy surged within her heart, for a thousand years ago, her skill was among the weakest of the menial disciples.

Having achieved greatness in battle, Tianyin no longer needed to do menial tasks.

Other menial disciples scrambled to do chores for her, to curry favor with her.

Tianyin was naturally delighted, but she remained alone, knowing people favored her solely for her strength.

If one day a strong disciple emerges to defeat her, she would be abandoned again.

As expected, three years later, an Inner Sect Disciple joined the menial disciples.

Her name was Baixi, having committed an error in the sect and thus demoted to a menial disciple.

Upon seeing Baixi, Tianyin felt this person’s aura was vast, her authority made her intimidated.

At the year’s end, the menial disciples held a competition as usual.

In this competition, Baixi defeated Tianyin.

Tianyin realized the gap between menial and inner sect disciples, they were not even on the same level.

Baixi made her name with a single victory, taking Tianyin’s place.

At this time, menial disciples looked down on Tianyin, no one wanted to accompany her in cultivation.

She clearly remembered trying to seek a disciple for joint cultivation, only to be rejected.

She was tired of loneliness, craving companionship in everything.

But after this defeat, she lived alone, cultivated alone.

In the Devil Sect, the strong have everything, the weak nothing, every disciple dreamed of being strong.

"As Demon Emperor, I endured years of solitude to achieve my status, and you think you can defeat me, simply ridiculous."

"Under the heavens, within the Blackwater Secret Realm, I, Tianyin, am the strongest."

Tianyin tapped her feet, like a swallow she flew to the Demon Sakura Tree, stopping on a branch, her feet dangling, her red gown gracefully swaying in the breeze.

She picked a cherry blossom, sniffing it, happiness blossomed on her exquisite, cold face.

Her heart felt serene beyond measure.

Just then, an elderly man in snow-white robes entered Solitary Valley, his steps poised, swift like a rabbit.

As soon as he entered, Tianyin sensed someone’s presence.

"So it’s Palace Master Fan."

Seeing someone arrive, Tianyin’s expression turned cold, her smile vanished.

Honestly, Tianyin prefered to defeat righteous cultivators openly, disliking using underhanded tactics.

Previously resorting to tricks, her strength was insufficient.

Now her power reached unimaginable heights, naturally disdainful of such means.

Palace Master Fan was known for tactics and schemes, seeing his arrival, she felt displeasure.

"Tianyin Sect Master, I have a plan to defeat Wang Ye of Tianyong Mountain and Xiong Fengru."