[Cold, ruthless, scheming Third Crown Prince vs. dominant, clear-eyed young Chief God]
[Marriage first, love later · long-laid plans · mutual devotion · secret identities]
As an ancient god, she accidentally finds a frail, ragged young rogue cultivator on the brink of death.
He's covered in wounds, drenched in blood, yet still impossibly beautiful.
A moment of compassion leads Qing Ruo to bring him back to the Hall of Myriad Images to recover.
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Her young husband is attentive and considerate. He massages her shoulders and back, and even eases her old ailment, making sure she is thoroughly comfortable.
His lips curl into a faint smile. “Wife, are you satisfied?”
Qing Ruo nods languidly, eyes narrowed in contentment, but afterward she suddenly realizes that something is wrong.
The Ancient God Realm and the Heavenly Realm have always been at odds, with a hatred as deep as a bone-deep wound.
One day, her seemingly frail, beautiful husband drops his disguise, revealing the fearsome, three-headed, six-armed form of the “Jade-Faced God of Slaughter.”
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Qing Ruo feels her blood surge. She can't even begin to describe it!
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Recently, spiritual veins in mountains and rivers have been drying up on a massive scale, strange disturbances keep occurring, and the Chief God of the lower realm is about to take the throne.
Nezha is ordered to infiltrate the God Realm and investigate the person behind it all, whose actions have stirred up such deep, lasting enmity between gods and immortals.
As the situation grows more and more volatile, Qing Ruo slaps a divorce agreement against him and declares furiously, “Let's get divorced!”
Seeing how angry she is, Nezha still draws Qing Ruo's smooth, delicate shoulders into his arms, kneading them tenderly as he coaxes her softly: “Wife, I'm afraid that's out of the question.”
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There are some creative liberties in this story, everyone!
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