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Late at night, Shangjing City.
Inside an ordinary household.
The Third Elder of the Demon Sect, Yan Meishan, suddenly snapped her eyes open, leapt out of bed, her chest heaving with intense emotion, harboring a fire of rage in her heart.
With a wave of her jade hand, she unleashed a streak of spiritual power, severing a table within the room in two.
Because she feared exposing herself, she dared not use her power excessively and could only vent her anger in such minor ways.
A moment later, there was not a single item left intact in the room, all were ground to powder.
Only then did some of Yan Meishan's frustration begin to dissipate.
But the Third Elder still couldn't figure out at which point things had gone wrong.
Having lived for so many years, she had failed with a man for the first time, but that was bearable.
How had her identity as a member of the Demon Sect been exposed?
