“G—God... God Xitong?”
“Ex... ex-wife!”
Yue Hongling had originally been shocked by the beauty of the woman before her, but as she replayed God Xitong’s words in her mind, a blazing flame surged violently in her heart with a whoosh.
However, she didn’t erupt.
She held it in!
Even though that nameless fire was burning so fiercely it turned her eyes red.
“You know me?” Yue Hongling raised an eyebrow.
“Of course I do. If you hadn’t separated from my brother, based on seniority, I would have had to call you ‘sister’. But now, I guess I don’t have to.”
“Why not?”
Yue Hongling’s eyes turned even redder.
God Xitong acted as if she hadn’t noticed a ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) thing, her face beaming with an innocent, joyful smile.
“Because you betrayed my brother. You betrayed love. My brother’s someone who cherishes emotions deeply. The more deeply he cares, the more devastating the betrayal. There’s no way he could forgive you!”
“And just think about it. You betrayed him. If he truly loved you deeply, then the more deeply he loved, the more he’d be hurt—and the more impossible it’d be to forgive you.”
“If he did forgive you, then that would mean your betrayal didn’t actually hurt him that much. Which would also mean... he didn’t love you that much to begin with.”
“So now, with these two roads before you, which one do you think you should choose?”
Upon hearing those words, Yue Hongling’s face turned deathly pale.
Her body moved on its own, taking three steps back. The flames had already reached the top of her head, making her skull stiff and her thoughts foggy.
Two roads. How to choose?
Forgiveness means he didn’t love her.
If he loved her, he wouldn’t forgive.
“Oh, and by the way—choosing forgiveness means you don’t care about Dog Star fate. You don’t care whether Lu Ye loves you or not. You just like the resources Lu Ye can give you.”
“I’m not!”
Yue Hongling roared.
God Xitong remained completely unaffected, giving a soft smile.
“I didn’t think you were either. I mean, you’re so pretty, your body’s so nice. There’s no way you’re some ungrateful white-eyed wolf, right?”
Yue Hongling forcibly calmed herself down.
At this moment, in Yue Hongling’s heart, this sudden God Xitong had officially surpassed Shangguan Huanling in terms of how much she hated her—and not just by a little.
“Who exactly are you? How do you know so much?”
In Yue Hongling’s memory, there was absolutely no one named God Xitong.
Someone this beautiful—if she’d ever appeared in the world—would’ve shocked all of existence. There was no way she’d have stayed unknown.
The cultivation world was a special place. In this world, there were far too many beautiful women. What woman didn’t want to become more beautiful?
And if a woman possessed a way to enhance her beauty—with no side effects—it was easy to imagine just how mad she would become.
But no matter how beautiful you made yourself, that was only beauty in your own eyes. Beauty differed from one person to another.
Yet this woman before her—God Xitong—had gathered all forms of beauty into one. The moment Yue Hongling laid eyes on her, she was absolutely certain: this was the most beautiful existence in the world, like the supreme flower of the Great Dao itself.
Someone like this—how could she have never heard of her in her past life? How was that possible?
“I’m just an ordinary person,” God Xitong said with a smile. “An ordinary person who’s now mutually in love with Lu Ye. He told me everything.”
“Everything?”
“Everything. Including the past life. Including how you betrayed him.”
Yue Hongling erupted in rage once more.
The word “betray” filled her with intense disgust. But what truly enraged her was the fact that Lu Ye had spoken of reincarnation.
When Shangguan Huanling mentioned reincarnation, she understood. That woman was a fool.
But Lu Ye—someone so clever—had also spoken of reincarnation?
There could only be one explanation.
This woman was someone Lu Ye had chosen to trust even after experiencing eight betrayals.
No.
No!
No!!
Yue Hongling could not accept it.
If Lu Ye were to seal off his heart and never love again, then even if he never forgave her, it’d be fine. She could just keep fighting for him.
Because the reason Lu Ye had closed his heart to love... was because he couldn’t forget them.
But once a new woman appeared—once Lu Ye was willing to enter a new romance—what would that mean?
It would mean that Lu Ye was trying to escape the web the eight of them had cast around him. That he was willing to believe in love again. That he was willing to forget the eight of them completely.
How could that be allowed?!
Yue Hongling’s eyes burned red. At that moment, her gaze erupted with murderous intent.
She would rather die than be forgotten by her senior brother.
She would rather die than let her senior brother fall in love with someone else.
“You can go to hell!”
With a furious roar, Yue Hongling brought her fists together to form a seal. Mountain-Crushing Seal—a technique imbued with terrifying power—blasted forward, aiming to shatter Shen Xitong into pieces.
The corners of Shen Xitong’s mouth lifted slightly. Congratulations to her—she’d just become the first person to launch an attack against Shen Xitong.
The last one to attack her had been the Heavenly Dao. And that didn’t even count as a person.
Shen Xitong gently raised her hand. Both her hands were slender and delicate, and she lightly touched the Mountain-Crushing Seal.
At that exact moment, Lu Ye’s eyes snapped open. Even while cultivating, even with the system’s intentional concealment of her aura, he could sense killing intent.
The instant his eyes opened, he saw a multicolored figure stumbling backward—falling directly toward him.
This aura...
Heavenly Dao?
No—
System!
Without thinking, Lu Ye reached out to steady the woman before him.
His intention was merely to support her, but to his surprise, the woman forced herself straight into his arms.
Oh my, this ex-wife is fierce. Can’t even win the fight.
“I’ll kill you!”
Yue Hongling had already gone completely mad. Her figure shot forth like an arrow loosed from the string, launching an all-out assault on Shen Xitong. This strike was known as Sky-Throttling Seal.
It could be considered the deadliest attack Yue Hongling could unleash at her current cultivation level.
She truly hated Shen Xitong with every fiber of her being.
Lu Ye’s eyes turned cold, filled with killing intent.
Kill her!
He raised his hand, fist clenched. If he used Heavenly Venerable Fist to kill Yue Hongling, it wouldn’t even be considered an insult.
But unexpectedly, Shen Xitong grabbed Lu Ye’s arm with one hand.
“Brother, it’s all my fault. Don’t blame her. Don’t kill her.”
Lu Ye: ???
The system’s words made Lu Ye’s entire body break out in goosebumps.
Heavenly Venerable Fist dissipated, and Lu Ye launched a palm strike instead.
Boom!
Yue Hongling spat blood and was sent flying backward.
“Lu Ye!”
She landed hard in the middle of the courtyard, crying out in a shrill, broken scream.
Her eyes were filled with unbearable sorrow.
Lu Ye looked down at her coldly, still holding Shen Xitong in his arms.
At that moment, Yue Hongling felt that Lu Ye was more distant from her than he had ever been before—so distant he had become untouchable, unreachable, impossible to look at directly.
“Senior brother...”
Yue Hongling’s voice turned into a desperate plea.
“Don’t treat me like this. You can’t treat me like this.”
A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Ye’s face. There was no denying it—seeing Yue Hongling like this again stirred that same twisted sense of satisfaction within him.
How exactly am I treating you?
When I underwent tribulation, you gave me eight Yin-Yang Devour-Dao Gu. Eight kinds of poison.
Primordial Morning Mist—hahaha, a thing like that, only fit to be used on the person you hate the most. And you dared to use it on him, too.
Then live. Go on living!
Live in pain. Live with all of it.
“The count of three. If you don’t leave, you die!”
Three!
Two!
Yue Hongling scrambled to her feet. She had to find her master, ask her master to plead with senior brother. She would go find her master.
One!
Her figure fled into the distance, utterly wretched.
Master, what do I do?
What do I do?