My Wife Let Her Junior Brother Cut My Red Thread, Then Regretted It and Wept

When my wife’s junior fellow disciple served as the Matchmaking God on duty, he cut the thread tying us together for our thousandth lifetime for the 999th time. My ten thousand years of cultivation immediately dropped by more than half. My wife, however, wasn’t the least bit angry. Her gaze full of affection, she pinched Bai Xuanchen’s nose and chided him with a laugh. “You little rascal. Your brother-in-law’s going to make a big fuss again later.” Bai Xuanchen gave me a taunting look and openly swapped the positions of my name and hers. When Shi Xianxue turned and saw that I wasn’t as anxious as usual, her expression turned cold. “It’s just a single thread of fate! Do you really have to pull a face like that?” “All right, hurry up and tie it back together. There’s only one lifetime left. We’ll soon be cultivating to fruition!” Watching Bai Xuanchen’s eager, expectant expression, I tied his thread of fate to hers. Shi Xianxue still didn’t know she had only secured her place in the Celestial Court thanks to me. Now her thread of fate was tied to Bai Xuanchen, a toad demon. That meant she could only go back to wherever she came from.