Wan Liyue woke up and found herself inside a female-lead cultivation novel.
The heroine, Wen Xing, is the very picture of a strong, beautiful woman with a tragic past. She devoted herself to cultivation, only for her master, friends, and family to treat her as a stand-in for their junior sister. On her wedding night, her fiancee, the woman she had always cherished, fled. Stripped of her powers, Wen Xing became a laughingstock to both the immortal and demonic clans.
Though everyone turned against her, she never gave up. She returned drenched in blood, rose step by step to the top of the immortal world, and cleaved the heavens with one sword.
Her entire path to a triumphant comeback began with the fiancee who fled from her in front of everyone.
In the original ending, that fiancee, who loved wealth and despised poverty, was run through the heart with a sword in full view of the crowd, doomed to never be reborn.
And Wan Liyue just happened to be the last straw that broke the heroine.
At the wedding banquet, Wan Liyue wore a phoenix crown and crimson wedding robes, red as blood.
A carriage was waiting outside. All she had to do was drop a cup as the signal, then climb in and run away.
Wan Liyue sighed and decided to lie flat.
Sigh, she was just a socially anxious person who was barely alive. There was no way she could run.
Why break off the engagement? You marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; you marry a dog, you follow the dog!
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Wen Xing woke up to find her cultivation, inner strength, and magical artifacts all gone. Overnight, she was back to square one.
She thought for a moment. Since things had come to this, she decided to get some sleep first.
She lifted her head and saw her cool, distant fiancee, who always seemed to sit high above the clouds, beside her.
Her fiancee lifted the veil. Her red lips curved, and her eyes sparkled.
Wen Xing waited for her to turn and leave, just as she had in her previous life.
Instead, Wan Liyue closed her eyes and lay rigidly on the bed like a salted fish.
