My Ex-Husband Is Haunting Me Like a Ghost

Gu Yunyi's wife had lost her memory.

She said she wasn't some junior sister born into a prestigious family with immortal bones. Her name was Xinya, and she was a dodder demon. Her dream was to join the Hehuan Sect, lie flat for the rest of her life by absorbing yang energy, and ascend to immortality. There was no way she would marry some old-fashioned, taciturn sword immortal.

Even if he was the most powerful cultivator under heaven, he had no sense of romance and cared only about cultivation. They were married, but he wouldn't consummate the marriage or let her cultivate by drawing on his yang energy. Why would she want him?

She was determined to have cultivation partners throughout the land, explore every possibility, and never hang herself from a single tree.

She asked for a divorce. Gu Yunyi agreed.

She soon packed her bags and went to the Hehuan Sect.

Some time later, she heard that Gu Yunyi's real junior sister had returned. That woman was his destined wife, and Xinya was a demon who had used underhanded means to steal someone else's match. Gu Yunyi didn't love her, which was why he had always been so cold and distant, keeping himself pure. At least she had come to her senses in time. She wasn't beyond saving.

Xinya: “What in the world are you talking about? Don't keep me from dual cultivation.”

She threw herself into life without restraint, and had a wonderful time.

Until one day, she ran into that pair of lofty immortals while walking arm in arm with her latest lover.

Gu Yunyi gave her a cool glance and said nothing.

But in the time it took him to turn around, the lover beside her had silently collapsed to the ground.

Xinya: “...Are you insane?”

Gu Yunyi slid his sword back into its sheath, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather. “This man had evil designs. He intended to kill you and steal your treasure. I saved your life. You owe me one.”

Xinya laughed in disbelief. “How do you know I wasn't playing along?”

“He's dead.” He stepped forward, the frost-colored hem of his robe brushing the ground. “There's no point arguing about that now.”

“You have so many lovers. You're not going to miss one.” He paused and lowered his eyes to her. “If it really bothers you...” His fingers came to rest on the sash at his waist. “I'll make it up to you myself.”

Xinya's eyes widened in shock, and she backed away three steps. “Why are you taking your clothes off? Don't come any closer! I know better than to set my sights on the Sword Lord again. I can tell the difference between a full meal and being fed every day!”

Content warning:

The heroine has had previous partners; the hero has not. Their relationship develops in stages, and the final pairing is with her ex-husband.

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New novel preview: I'll Be Dead in Three Months, But He Loves Me Like Crazy Right Now

Bad news: You Ling transmigrated into a book. Good news: she got a golden finger.

She can turn the person she chooses into a lovesick fool for three months.

For those three months, the other person will fall for her helplessly, without logic or regard for their own limits.

After the three months are up, that false love will turn into a bone-deep hatred. The more deeply they loved her, the more deeply they will hate her.

She'll die a horrible death!

The conditions for activating this ability are strict, and the cooldown is long. The risk isn't worth the reward, so You Ling really doesn't want to use it unless she has no other choice.

Who could have guessed that the moment she transmigrated into the book, she would have no other choice?

You Ling's entry point into the story was practically hell mode. She had transmigrated as a substitute who would die in place of the villainess. On the surface, she was a wicked demoness who did evil and stirred up trouble. In reality, she was just a weak, useless puppet with ruined spiritual roots.

The demoness wanted to take the male lead, a heaven-blessed prodigy, as her cultivation vessel. She drugged and forced him, but failed. In a fit of rage, she pierced the female lead's collarbone, intending to force the male lead to submit, and even made him act out an erotic painting with her in front of the female lead.

Such vile deeds naturally brought the cultivators of the realm together to hunt her down. Jiang Jinyue, the leader of the righteous sects, personally came to kill her and avenge his disciple.

Knowing she couldn't escape death, the demoness used the life-substitute she'd spent years preparing.

As the saying goes, a cunning hare has three burrows. You Ling was one of the demoness's “burrows.”

She would die by the sword of the leader of the righteous sects, giving the demoness a chance to lie low and rise again.

At that very moment, Jiang Jinyue had already found her, and his deadly sword was about to strike.

What else could she do? You Ling activated her ability without hesitation.

The killing sword stopped abruptly at her chest. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the righteous sect leader, radiant as the moon, suddenly changed expression. The blade that had been about to take her life vanished, replaced by his long, pale hand, trembling slightly as it touched her chest.

“...”

You Ling slapped him across the face.

Why was he getting handsy right off the bat?

[I saved my own life with the “limited-time lovesick fool” ability. My former enemy is now madly in love with me every day, but my reminders only have one thing on them: 89 days until he hates me to the bone and comes back to kill me.]

Theme: Walk your own path and see the world your way.