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Qu Suiqiu died amid the chaos of the world. She swept away ten thousand demons, but her sword broke and her life ended.
At last, her life of toiling like an ox and horse for the immortal sects of Zhongzhou was over. She closed her eyes in peace, waiting for her soul to dissipate.
But she wasn't quite dead. When she opened her eyes, she had been reborn a hundred years later, with damaged meridians and only a few years left to live.
The world was now at peace. Thanks to her sacrifice, her family had risen to become the foremost sect. The new Immortal Venerable had held the position for a century, and the calamity from years ago was merely a chapter in the immortal world's history. No one in the world remembered her.
So be it. It was fine.
Qu Suiqiu had made peace with it. After a lifetime of striving, it was time to let everything go, lie flat, and enjoy her retirement. She would live as long as she could.
Her carefree, idle life was blissful: tending flowers and plants, with each day quiet and uneventful. Then one day, she opened her door to find someone in the courtyard, head bowed as he examined the plants she had grown.
The good news: he was handsome, a real beauty.
The bad news: he was someone she knew. Whenever she went out to fight, she used his name as her excuse. She had broken his sword and smashed his sleeping quarters. The two of them had fought for centuries.
The beauty raised his eyes and said in a quiet voice, "It's been a hundred years."
Qu Suiqiu: "...At least let me have a last meal before you kill me."
Amid frost and snow on a winter night, a faint murmur drifted in with the cold night breeze.
"You still have the nerve to come back?"
-
She never got her last meal, but the brutal punishment Qu Suiqiu expected never came. She wasn't starved nine times in three days, either. Though Yan Zhaochen had abducted her, he gave her delicacies to eat and mermaid silk to wear.
Having food brought to her and clothes put on for her was practically a dream life!
But Yan Zhaochen, Lord of the Four Seas Realm, had become a lunatic who nagged a power-less couch potato to improve herself every day.
Absolutely infuriating!!!
Qu Suiqiu only wanted to eat, sleep, and wait for death. Unable to take it anymore, she raised hell, quit, and demanded to leave. As soon as she opened the hall door, someone was standing outside.
In the night, Yan Zhaochen's expression was gloomy, but his voice was calm. "Are you really content?"
Qu Suiqiu looked helpless. "There's nothing I'm unhappy about."
"But I am."
He stepped forward and pushed her inside. In the flickering candlelight, he slowly tightened his grip around her wrist, feeling the increasingly strong pulse beneath his palm. It was a sign that she was alive.
Qu Suiqiu heard him speak through gritted teeth.
"How can you be content? Countless people in this world wronged you. You should fight your way back and make them pay, one by one."
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After Qu Suiqiu died, Yan Zhaochen fell gravely ill and remained unconscious for three months. When he woke, a heart demon had taken root within him.
Karma has its own order, and death cannot be undone. Even if the consequences fell on him, he would insist on getting his way.
He would bring Qu Suiqiu back to life.
And make her fight her way back.
[An immortal cultivator who died and came back to life, only to lie flat X a male ghost who waited a century and gradually went mad]
*Widower fiction, enemies to lovers.
*The female lead's strength gradually returns.
-- Blurb screenshot dated August 31, 2025
Theme: Never give up on yourself