I Faked My Death After Crossing the Heavenly Venerable

Su Yu, the Venerable of Heaven, possessed unparalleled talent. He reached the rank of Venerable in thirty years, killing every enemy and rival along the way. Women who admired him were as numerous as fish crossing a river, including Hongluan, the cultivation world's greatest beauty. No one knew the Venerable of Heaven's shocking secret. His youthful beauty had brought him a cruel romantic calamity. He fought back with all his might, bitten until he bled and battered until his head was bloody. Shame, resentment, anger, and burning flames consumed his youth. At some point, his boundaries began to retreat, inch by inch. One day, he finally plunged into the depths of hell. Later, he was rejected. * After the powerful ghost cultivator Lin Jiayu disassembled her body, she made a deal with the Heavenly Dao. As agreed, she trampled the Chosen One's dignity and crushed everything he had. And so Lin Jiayu resorted to coercion and shameless, despicable means to get what she wanted. A hundred years later, she rebuilt her body. On her first day cheerfully descending the mountain, she came face-to-face with an amnesiac man seeking revenge. The Venerable's wide sleeves billowed, and his sword aura soared to the heavens. "Who are you? And who am I?" Lin Jiayu, the consummate actress, trembled, overcome with both joy and sorrow. Weeping, she cursed, "You heartless scoundrel! You pretended to be gay and deceived me, then cheated on me with that old Wang next door. After using me and stealing my heart, you coldly killed me to cover up your crimes! You have no heart!" When Su Yu looked doubtful, Lin Jiayu covered her mouth with both hands. Hot tears welled between her fingers as she cried herself hoarse. "You bastard, but I still can't stop worrying about you. I'm dead. What will you do?" The beautiful woman in red, tears streaming down her face, threw herself into his arms. Trembling, she kissed him and clung to him as they drank in her cold, salty tears together. "You wretched man, kiss me one last time before you kill me." Su Yu's long, jade-white fingers loosened from the hilt of his sword. He gazed at her intently. "You are my..." "I'm your fiancee." Lin Jiayu's eyes were blurred with tears, her devotion unwavering. "The sea of suffering is boundless. Turn back, and we can still form a bond." Su Yu: She said she was my fiancee, and her little face was deathly pale from crying, so I believed her. After I recovered my memories, she grabbed my chin and demanded that I take her. I refused, but it didn't work. The blurb may be revised before the novel begins. Theme: There is love in this world. We must never give up.