She Is the Widow of an Ordinary Cultivation World's Dragon-Born Protagonist

He Yifeng transmigrated into a village overrun with monsters in a novel.

To stay alive, she won over a taciturn, secretly flirtatious mortal swordsman who had also stumbled into the village and was exceptional in looks, build, and skill.

A perfectly good horror novel became a pastoral romance in her hands:

He plowed the fields while she wove. He carried water and cooked. He earned money while she planted vegetables. They occasionally enjoyed some adults-only scenes. Life was easy and carefree.

Then one day, an immortal came to the village to exterminate demons and took an interest in the swordsman's talent, wanting to make him a disciple.

Only then did He Yifeng learn that her mortal husband was actually the overpowered male lead of the original story, who successfully cultivated the Heartless Dao.

The immortal looked at her with pity as he chose the swordsman, as though she were destined to be abandoned.

They said that mortals and cultivators had different lifespans, and that once someone embarked on the path of cultivation, they were destined to forget love. They had seen too many tragic cases.

He Yifeng looked at the swordsman, who got up without fail every day to practice his swordsmanship, and understood at once.

To avoid triggering the "kill your wife to prove your Dao" storyline, she chose to fake her death and escape early.

Several years passed, and He Yifeng had turned the perilous novel into a game she could play at her own pace.

Just as she was having the time of her life, people from the Sword Sect captured her.

The one who ordered her arrest was the Sword Sect's Venerable Lord, imposing and brimming with killing intent.

He Yifeng, who had thought she was as good as dead, suddenly froze.

Sword Sovereign: "You look just like someone I once knew."

Wait...

"I used to think she was dead."

This man looked so much like her mortal husband.

"But now I know she only wanted to leave me behind."

His voice was familiar.

"I hate her the most."

His tone was familiar too.

"And I want to kill her more than anything."

And...

"But... I hate her so much, yet I can't bring myself to kill her. Tell me, what should I do?"

Even the way he looked lost, his face cold and indifferent but his eyes slightly wet with tears, was exactly the same as before.

Theme: Perseverance leads to victory