After the Pretty Airhead Proved Her Dao with Her Life

[Universally disliked lead x universally adored lead. Old-school chase-your-wife-to-the-crematorium trope.

Upright, morally righteous gong x pretty airhead shou]

Three years ago, Zhang Xu fell in love with Xie Zishu at first sight.

Deep in a bamboo grove, that figure stood with his hands behind his back, elegant as a painting. A glimmer of light at his fingertips caught Zhang Xu's eye, and in that instant, he knew it was forever.

So he threw caution to the wind and married the most dazzling prodigy in the cultivation world.

Everyone said theirs was a doomed match.

What right did a pretty airhead who couldn't read and had no spiritual roots have to stand beside Xie Zishu?

Zhang Xu didn't care.

He clumsily learned to cultivate, clumsily tried to win over Xie Zishu's fellow disciples, and clumsily waited up for him night after night.

Xie Zishu didn't love him. He knew that.

But he thought that if he tried hard enough, perhaps one day Xie Zishu would turn around and look at him.

Three years.

He waited, not for a backward glance, but for a sword through the heart.

On the day Xie Zishu ascended, his long sword pierced Zhang Xu's body, through flesh and blood, without the slightest hesitation.

It turned out Zhang Xu had never been his Dao companion.

He was a tribulation of love.

An obstacle Xie Zishu had to sever on his path to ascension.

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Xie Zishu had always believed he felt nothing for Zhang Xu but annoyance.

He was annoyed by Zhang Xu's clumsiness, his inability to cultivate, the way he always looked at him with those bright, shining eyes, like a dog wagging its tail.

But after Zhang Xu died, Xie Zishu discovered a part of him was missing.

His inner demons followed him like a shadow, and everywhere he looked, he saw that beautiful face.

It turned out that what he felt for A Xu had never been annoyance.

It was simply a love he didn't dare admit.

Afterward, Xie Zishu searched like a madman, following the faint trace of Zhang Xu's lingering soul.

In the end, he found him. But the A Xu who had once been so devoted to him now refused to spare him even a glance.

With red-rimmed eyes, Xie Zishu pleaded, almost desperately:

"A Xu, please come back. Will you?"

1. The plot has an old-school feel, and this is my take on cultivation. Proceed with caution if you're particular about tropes.

2. The shou is universally adored, and several people have unrequited feelings for him. The gong and shou are 1v1, and the gong will not be changed.

3. The author is getting back into writing. Updates will be daily after the story goes paid.

Theme: Treasure time and every person by your side.