Demon Blood, Maiden Vail

A faint golden token hovered in Lin Yuan's hand—engraved with his family's soul marks. He infused it with qi and released it into the wind.

Within minutes, **a spatial ripple opened** beside the cracked spirit boat.

One by one, his four mothers appeared:

* **Lady Mingyan**, her arm still wrapped in bandages.

* **Lady An**, calm and sharp-eyed as always.

* **Lady Baihua**, silently assessing the terrain.

* **Lady Fengyuan**, yawning with a sleepy smile, her hands still glowing faintly with time dust.

Soon a tiger and a bird comes.

Lin Yuan stepped forward and bowed deeply.

> "I summoned you… because this isn't something I should decide alone."

They gathered in a circle beneath the great flower tree.

Then Lin Yuan gestured.

The **15-year-old illusion girl stepped out**, glowing faintly with golden threads. Her body flickered like candlelight.

> "This… is not a girl," Lin Yuan began. "She is a spirit. A dress—woven from love, loyalty, and sacrifice."

> "She was once worn by a fairy queen who married a demon king.

> Their child—born with demon blood and fairy blood.She is still seed now.

He looked toward the tree. Everyone followed his gaze.

> "The spirit has protected the seed for a thousand years. Now, with her strength fading, she asked one thing—"

The dress spirit stepped forward, her illusion bowing respectfully to each lady.

> "I ask for a family for my daughter.

> A bond strong enough to protect her when I am gone.

> I ask Lin Yuan… to be her destined partner.I have chosen Lin yuan as my son in law.

The mothers fell silent.

Lady An was the first to speak.

> "You want Lin Yuan… to marry this girl?"

> The dress spirit said. "Only if he accepts."

Lady Mingyan's eyes narrowed. "What does she gain by marrying my son?"

> "Protection. Love. And a family who will not abandon her."

Lin Yuan's face flushed slightly. "She's still a baby. It's just… a promise. A vow. If she grows to love someone else, she'll have that freedom."

Lady Baihua raised a brow. "Then what's the purpose of marrying now?"

The dress spirit looked up at the sleeping girl in the tree.

> "So she will never grow up **thinking she's alone**."

Silence again.

Finally, Lady Fengyuan snorted lightly. "I've never seen worse arranged marriages. But, At least this one comes with a secret realm and national treasures."

Lady An chuckled. "A kingdom of soul stones as dowry. That's… quite the bridal gift."

Even Lady Qingxiuan looked away, muttering, "She already calls you son-in-law. What choice do we have?"

> "I won't force it. I won't bind her. But… if it gives her a family, and it helps us guard her, then I am ready for marriage. "

Lady Mingyan stepped forward and placed a hand on his shoulder.

> "Then let her bloom by your side.You two have same fate maybe it's not bad "

Xaiu hu say,"Brother marrying a unborn child. Last time brother proposed girl say he isn't old enough. Now girl isn't born yet and brother getting married.

Everyone laughed.

The dress spirit gave a soft smile, eyes shimmering.

> "Then I can fade… without regret."

"Shouldn't we first plant the seed? " Qingxiu say.

Under a moon-silver sky, the family gathered in a valley bathed in soul light.

Lady Baihua cleared the land.

Lady An purified the soil.

Lady Mingyan guarded the perimeter.

Lady Fanguan stood silently by, eyes half-closed, fingers glowing with **time force**.

Lin Yuan held the **crimson-gold seed** in his palm. It pulsed gently, warm like a heartbeat. He looked around at his four mothers, his siblings. Everyone give him support.

> "This is not just a child. She's hope reborn. Let's give her a home."

They placed the seed in the ground.

Fanguan stepped forward.

A soft chant.

A flick of her fingers.

**Time swirled like a river around the soil**.

The seed cracked.

Roots curled down.

A **sapling shot upward** in moments.

Leaves unfolded. Buds formed. A glowing cocoon-like **flower bulb** grew in the center.

And then—

**A colossal flower bloomed**, petals soft as soul mist.

Inside, curled like a dreaming moon—

A **chubby baby girl**, no older than one year, sleeping soundly.

Lady An walked forward, her hands trembling, and gently lifted her from the petals.

The baby's hair shimmered with **silver and flame**, her little brows furrowed as if carrying ancient memories.

The dress spirit appeared beside them, her illusion weaker now—threadbare and glowing only at the edges.

> "I made her a new dress," she whispered. "From the pieces of myself I held together all these years."

> "I should have died long ago… but I lived to see her born.Give her a name "

A golden glow rippled from her body as she began wrapping the girl in the new dress woven from the father's robe. Her body flickered, threads unspooling softly into the air.

"I give you her guardianship.

I give her your surname… if you will accept it."

Lin Yuan walked forward, touching the girl's small hand.

"Then she will be called… Lin Tearlume."

"Daughter of a thousand years of waiting."

> "Now… let's have her wedding."

Lin Yuan's eyes widened. "Now?"

The dress smiled gently.

> "It's only ceremonial. I want her to receive her mother's blessing.

> To feel she is loved… and never alone."

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A golden light shimmered.

The **spirit dress created an illusion**—an image of the fairy queen in her full bridal gown, eyes full of sorrow and joy.

The illusion mother knelt before her flower-born daughter and whispered:

> "Live freely, little one.

> Live as I could not."

The baby giggled.

The Dress create many people with illusion.

A small **ceremonial bow** was performed. Then Lin yuan make promise where he takes her as wife.

Lin Yuan sighed and gently, Touch her cheek.

*(He steps forward, the baby swaddled in spirit silk at his chest, the great flower tree glowing behind him. He speaks not to the crowd, but to the child, to the spirit who protected her, and to fate itself.)*

> "In this life, I never imagined I would make such a vow…

> Not for power.

> Not for ambition.

> But for a soul born from love and tragedy."

> "You were never mine to begin with, yet today, I promise myself to you—

> Not as a man to a woman,

> But as a shield to a flame,

> As a hand to a seed,

> As a soul to the soul that still sleeps within you."

> "I vow to protect you—not only with sword and talisman,

> But with choice.

> You will never be caged by your bloodline,

> Nor bound by the shadows of the past."

> "I vow that even if the heavens rage and the underworld howls,

> I will not abandon you.

> Whether you see me as brother, friend, or… someday more,

> I will stand by your side until my soul burns to ash."

> "I carry demon blood.

> I wear human skin.

> I am cursed to walk between light and shadow.

> But today, I carve out one truth in this fractured world—"

> "You are not alone."

> "And if fate must be broken…

> I will break it,

> For you."

Then let this be our vow."

"Not a wedding of chains… but of shelter."

"When she grows… she will choose her path."

Lady Mingyan placed a hand on his back.

"And until then… she has us." The Dress Spirit's Vow (on behalf of the Bride)

(The illusion of the robe spirit steps forward, her form flickering with silver light. She bows to Lin Yuan, her voice a blend of reverence and warmth, echoing across the solemn circle.)

"Lin Yuan…

Son of heartache.

Child of two worlds.

Bearer of broken light."

"For a thousand years, I guarded her—

Not as cloth,

But as cradle,

As warmth in the coldest dark,

As lullaby in the silence of exile."

"I have watched this world change and rot.

I have consumed spirits, endured loneliness,

And resisted oblivion,

For one reason—

So she would not wake alone."

"And now, you…

You who offered soul stone over self,

You who weep but do not waver,

Have stepped forward not as savior,

But as partner."

"You do not bind her with chains.

You do not claim her like treasure.

You offer presence, not possession."

"And for that—

On her behalf,

As her first voice,

As the last thread of her mother's vow—

I accept."

"I accept your promise,

Your shelter,

And your soul."

"If she could speak,

I believe she would say:

I do."

"Let this union not only be of law,

But of legacy."

"And may the seed you both share—not of blood, but of meaning—

Bloom even in a world that fears its roots."

"With this,

I give her into your care."

"May you give her something I never had…

A future worth walking into. Her dress faded, turning translucent.

> "When I die," the dress spirit said softly, "another spirit will be born.Lin yuan give me a dress I want you have new spirit.It will be my parsonal gift "

Lady Fanguan stepped forward. "Then use this."

She produced a **folded garment**, shimmering with faint demonic runes.

> "It was woven from his fathers dragon scales. Let him wear his bloodline with pride."

The dress spirit trembled and accepted the clothes.

Then… she turned to everyone, took one last look at the flower field—and spoke:

> "All my life, I've been alone.

> Life was never a gift to me.

> It was survival. Just threads and time…"

> "But here, at the end, I understand."

She looked at Lin Yuan.

> "Life *is* a gift… even if I can't stay to enjoy it."

She walked toward him, arms faint like smoke, and gently embraced him.

Her voice entered only **his soul**—a whisper from the last breath of thread.

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> "Lin Yuan… I know your heart is kind. But you cannot live with kindness alone."

> "You are not a woman. You were not born to lead with emotion."

> "You are now **my son-in-law**, and my daughter has no one in this world ."

> "If the world forces you to choose… choose her."

> "If you must be selfish to keep her alive, then be selfish."

> "If you want to take other wives, do so—but make sure she is never abandoned."

> "Don't offer meaningless sacrifices. Don't bleed for everyone."

> "Help when you can. But do not let others raise their hopes only to crush you under the weight of expectation."

> "Even Immortal fall when they try to save everything."

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Then she said, one last time:

> "Protect her. Let her love. Let her bloom."

She smiled.

> "And if fate is cruel… then be more cruel than fate."

The dress unraveled.

Light burst gently, like fireflies scattering to the stars.

All that remained was the little girl—now asleep and a clothes made of his father's scales, wrapped in the warmth of his new mother in laws "

---Would you like the next chapter to feature **naming the girl**, or transition into **training and raising her inside the spirit realm**, perhaps with Lin Yuan teaching her and discovering a coconnectco