After Dying for My Husband

Ran Deng died.

The demon clan pressed in, and her senior brother fought ten thousand enemies alone until he was utterly exhausted.

A demoness took advantage of the moment, disguised herself as a fellow cultivator, and launched a sneak attack. Her senior brother let his guard down and nearly fell for it.

She threw herself in front of him and took the fatal blow in his place.

Her senior brother was her fiancé, a heaven-blessed prodigy and the foremost disciple of the immortal sect.

Though he did not like his timid, clumsy, slow-witted, worldly fiancée, he had never treated her harshly. He had always been good to her.

Even if she had not loved him, she would gladly have died in his place simply because he was the hope of saving the world.

The day she drew her last breath was the first time Ran Deng had ever seen her senior brother so frantic and helpless.

She heard him swear that he would bring her back to life, but the dead could not return. How could such a miracle exist in this world?

To her surprise, she really did come back to life.

Her senior brother traveled over mountains and across the seas, making his home wherever he went. He spent half his life searching, and at last found the miraculous herb that could defy fate and change her destiny.

But...

But...

Throughout all his arduous travels, there had always been someone else by his side.

As the years passed, they came to know and rely on each other, yet her presence stood between them, keeping them from being together.

When Ran Deng awoke, she saw the pair everyone praised as a perfect match. Everyone told her to be content and let them be together.

Their engagement had been forced from the start. A life for a life: her senior brother no longer owed her anything, and she should not remain bound to him either.

Just because you once died for someone does not mean they have to love you.

Ran Deng thought there was some truth to that.

But anyone could have him. Anyone but the person standing right in front of her.

Ran Deng had died at the hands of the demon clan and gained the Eye of Bone-Sight. With one glance, she could tell that this woman was a demon, the one who had killed her that day.

She killed Ran Deng, and now she wanted to take her husband too. There was no justice in that.

Ran Deng fell silent for a long while, then looked at her senior brother and said, slowly and distinctly, "Lan Shixue, even if you're nothing but a heap of mud, you can only lie beneath my feet. I won't have you, and I won't let anyone else pick you up. You can forget about it for the rest of your life."

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