The Sword Venerable Missed Her for a Thousand Years

Pei Qingran was born into a renowned family of immortal cultivators, blessed with a sword heart and sword bones rarely seen in ten thousand years. Famous throughout the land as a young man, he rivaled the fierce winds and blazing sun. Naturally, he looked down on Jiang Xiasheng of the Joyous Union Sect, a female cultivator who leaned on doorways to flirt and chased after pleasure. Although she was breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that even spring mountains paled beside her, everyone who saw her remembered her. No one knew that when they were young, the two had once been entwined in a secret realm, their faces pressed together as they listened to each other's hurried breathing, spending their days in passionate embrace. At a lavish banquet, someone mentioned Pei Qingran again. Jiang Xiasheng laughed drunkenly and said, "He's a flower high on a mountain peak, with a limitless future. He's not someone ordinary people like us can hope for... Come on, drink up!" Many years later, Jiang Xiasheng had long since been reduced to dust. Even after cultivators stopped mentioning her name over tea, Sword Sovereign Pei Qingran fulfilled her prediction. He became the greatest cultivator in the immortal realm and broke the curse that had kept anyone from ascending for ten thousand years. That day, dark tribulation clouds covered the entire cultivation world. Under everyone's gaze, Pei Qingran gave up his ascension and used a forbidden art of immense power to turn back a thousand years and return to the past. Everyone said the Sword Sovereign had gone mad. Jiang Xiasheng had a problem lately. She kept having dreams, but could never remember them once she woke. And Pei Qingran, the heaven-blessed prodigy, had started following her around. Hadn't he just decided yesterday that she was an eyesore and refused to say a single word to her? Whenever Jiang Xiasheng flirted with a handsome young male cultivator by the roadside, Pei Qingran would stare at her as if she owed him eight million spirit stones. He was ruining her chances with men! Heaven knows, she was just an ordinary, unambitious female cultivator of the Joyous Union Sect. What had she done to offend him? "Would he have to wait until everyone had died, until no one in the world remembered her anymore, until her name was hidden in the corner of some thick tome and her life was summed up carelessly in ten words, before he would finally understand that what haunted him was not hatred, but love?" *Inspired by the first story in the author's short-story collection, Meeting You, titled I Once Drained the Number One Righteous Cultivator. Some plot points overlap, so you can think of this as a parallel world. [Important Content Warnings] 1. The heroine, a cultivator of the Joyous Union Sect, has many former lovers. Don't ask whether she's pure. The author isn't pure. 2. The heroine has mediocre aptitude and just wants to enjoy herself every day. She has no ambition and won't become powerful by the end. If you can't accept this setup, don't read it. This is self-indulgent writing; I write to enjoy the couple. 3. The hero is reborn: the number one righteous cultivator, who knows nothing of romance, x the great beauty of the Joyous Union Sect, who knows nothing of true love. No children. Theme: Love can overcome anything