After Stabbing My Archrival, I Reunited with Him in the Celestial Realm

【Powerful rivals | Dog-training romance | Pretends to be gentle, secretly a lunatic with a hidden dark side × aloof, obsessive, untouchable beauty】 Zhou Yan never imagined that less than a month after ascending and receiving her divine title, she would be punished and sent down to the mortal realm. Her offense: getting into a fight with a colleague and damaging public property. It all started when she ran into Ye Cheng, the Eastern Pole Sweet-Rain God, who had just returned to the Upper Realm, in front of the Lingxiao Palace. She’d heard about him long before: the Divine Emperor’s personal disciple, exceptionally talented, and, most importantly, so beautiful he looked like spring dawn itself, without equal in the world. The cold, handsome god stood silently among a crowd of divine officials and immortals trying to strike up a conversation, his expression distant and indifferent. But the moment he saw Zhou Yan’s face, his expression changed. His gaze settled beneath his long lashes and slowly fixed on her. In front of all the immortals, he enunciated the alias she had used in the mortal realm: “Zhou... Qing.” Zhou Yan: “…” Yikes, this can’t be real. Why does this man look exactly like the nemesis I stabbed and killed beyond any doubt? This was trouble. Zhou Yan narrowed her eyes and slowly gripped the saber at her waist. Her nemesis had come looking for revenge, and he seemed determined to get it. But the scene she expected never happened. Her nemesis stopped in front of her, the corners of his eyes flushed red, his expression unreadable and faintly glistening with tears. Zhou Yan: “?” * Ye Cheng had never been treated that way before. The only true dragon remaining in heaven and earth, he was a god by birth. His life had been smooth sailing, and he had enjoyed honor and privilege from the moment he was born. Until a mission took him down to the mortal realm, where he met a woman named Zhou Qing. It was the first time he’d ever fallen for someone. But that one and only time nearly cost him his life. He’d never met a liar so vicious: she could smile tenderly and call him darling even as she drove a dagger into his heart, just after he had personally torn off his own protective scale and given it to her. Later, after barely surviving, he searched the underworld of the mortal realm for a hundred years without finding her, and had no choice but to return to the Upper Realm. Then he discovered that the gentle, delicate woman had become his newly elevated colleague, the Celestial God of Deliverance and Demon Suppression! Even worse, a beautiful merfolk demon had started following her around, fussing over her and calling her “Auntie” all day long! * She schemed against him, used him, and framed him, treating him like a pawn to climb to heaven. He should have hated her, resented her, and kept his distance, seeing her as poison that would destroy him from within. But... Ye Cheng would always remember that day, when heavy snow fell over the Divine Capital and the world lay blanketed in white. Standing amid the swirling snow, she lifted the corners of her lips and asked him once more, “Immortals reveal their true forms in front of only three kinds of people: enemies they’re willing to fight to the death, healers who can save their lives, and... partners they wish to share a bed with.” “I wonder, in what capacity does the Eastern Pole Sweet-Rain God wish to see my true form?” His heart pounded fiercely in the silence of the falling snow. At last, he stopped lying to himself. Kneeling in the desolate mountains, he surrendered and kissed the mortal world she had brought into his life. “But he did it willingly.” 【Reader’s Guide】 1. The heroine and hero have different perspectives on events, and they expose each other’s secret identities from the start. There are plenty of secret identities to uncover! 2. The heroine is powerful in every way. 3. A dog-training romance. The hero starts out ignorant of the hardships of mortal life, but the heroine forcibly sets him straight. This mainly happens in the volume “A Dream of Yellow Millet Locks the Heart’s Gate.” 4. A light ensemble cast, with roughly equal parts romance and plot. I hope you enjoy this story! Upcoming “My Wife Is a Mountain” Jiang Yue died, banished by the Lishan Clan and killed in a war-torn land beyond the borders. Her people all said she deserved it. As the undisputed next Mountain Lord of Lishan, she should have commanded the mountain spirits and safeguarded their territory. Instead, she fled to the lands beyond the borders without permission, dragging Lishan into the flames of war. Jiang Yue never thought she’d open her eyes again, much less set foot on Lishan soil once more. This time, she had an entirely new identity. A thirteen-year-old girl gazed at the towers and pavilions of her old homeland. Sealed memories slowly came back to her, until a voice, faint as smoke and cold as snow, rang out. “You say this is the disciple she took in beyond the borders?” Outside the door, a figure in mourning robes approached through the wind and snow, carrying a plain white umbrella. Everyone around her bowed in unison and addressed him as the Great Shaman, Yan Xi. Jiang Yue bowed with her companions, but turmoil surged in her heart. Suddenly, she remembered something terribly important. Before leaving Lishan, she seemed to have walked away from a truly fine match. Her betrothed had been a perfect match for her, their families equal in status. But on their wedding day, she ran away. She hadn’t run fast enough, though. Someone had stopped her halfway. Her betrothed, dressed in brilliant red, had raised his sword and declared, “If you leave, don’t ever come back. If you dare return, I’ll kill you.” With her bags on her back, she’d headed beyond the borders without looking back. If she remembered correctly, her betrothed’s name was Yan Xi! In the dead of winter, sweat broke out on Jiang Yue’s forehead. Suddenly, a chill touched her neck. The sharp, icy tip of an umbrella lifted her chin, forcing her to look up. “What’s your name?” Yan Xi’s voice was as cold as the umbrella’s tip. Jiang Yue immediately lowered her eyes, put on a sweet smile, and softly replied, “My master named me Jiang Yue. Yue, as in the moon.” Yes, her current name sounded exactly like that of her heartless former betrothed’s runaway bride. Surely he would despise her, keep his distance, and... “From now on, she is my disciple.” His cool, icy words felt like a ladle of freezing spring water poured over her heart. Jiang Yue could no longer smile. Among the young people of the Lishan Clan, there were four great unsolved mysteries. First: Why did Jiang Yue, the heir to the mountain, give up her claim to the Mountain Lord’s position and flee Lishan? Second: How could Jiang Yue, who had the power to move mountains and overturn seas, die beyond the borders? Third: Why did Yan Xi give up his identity and talent as the heir to the waters and become a shaman instead? Fourth: The Great Shaman Yan Xi wore mourning clothes all year round. Whom was he mourning? Jiang Yue knew the answers to the first two mysteries all too well, but she too was baffled by the last two. Until one day, she came across a solitary grave on the back mountain of the Jiang clan. The gravestone had been carved by the Great Shaman of the Lishan Clan himself. It read: “Grave of Jiang Yue, my deceased wife. Yan Xi, her surviving husband.” Looking at that lonely grave, Jiang Yue remembered the plain umbrella Yan Xi almost never let out of his hand. Its transparent ribs gleamed like white jade, beautiful beyond compare. Everyone in Lishan said it was made from precious beast bones. Only she knew the truth They were the only remains of her body left in this world. 【Rebellious, heaven-blessed heroine × cold, solitary, obsessive widower】 Theme: You can look down on the world from above, but you still need to wander among mortals