The Beauty I Picked Up Is a Sword Cultivation Expert

Luo Ningxiu picked up a beauty.

The beauty was deaf and blind, with a terrible temper. He put Luo Ningxiu through three years, then another three, before finally getting fed up and walking away without a second thought.

Later, Luo Ningxiu heard that Five Spirits Sacred Mountain had produced a blind sword cultivator named Shen Xingmian, title Lord Changjun, who could cleave the sky with one sword and ascend to the Ninth Heaven.

After going to great lengths to find Shen Xingmian, Luo Ningxiu let himself hope for things he shouldn't, again and again, only to be cruelly brought back down to earth by Shen Xingmian each time.

Just as he had lost all hope and sunk deep into demonic cultivation, that scoundrel Shen Xingmian came back to throw his heart into turmoil. His followers were slaughtered, and he fell into the Abyss of Lost Souls, nearly reduced to ashes.

Consumed by hatred, Luo Ningxiu broke Shen Xingmian's legs so he could never run away again.

The blind scoundrel, however, didn't seem to care. "I don't care. You love me, so you'll agree to anything I ask! Hurry up and heal my legs so I can kill you!"

Luo Ningxiu: "..."

①: One-on-one, both pure.

②: The love interest chases his husband into the crematorium.

③: The scummy, heartless shou keeps courting death and bullying the gong.

④: A deeply devoted, vengeful gong. He's a lovesick puppy early on and a vicious bastard later, but an absolutely wonderful gong.

Content warning: The shou's first time wasn't with the gong. If you know, you know!!!

Exciting excerpt 1 (improvised, ahem, ahem.)

Shen Xingmian had once imagined what a world-shaking battle between him and Luo Ningxiu would be like when they met again.

The Star-Sky Sword was broken, and whatever little teacher-student bond they had shared in the past could vanish like smoke.

He lay battered in a sea of blood, slowly swallowing the metallic sweetness in his throat. Unwilling to give in, he gripped the spiritless broken sword and staggered as he tried to stand.

A gust of force struck him then, deliberately sweeping away the spirit cloth covering his mismatched eyes. Danggui.

When Danggui was torn into scattered scraps of white cloth, Shen Xingmian's once-brilliant golden eyes suddenly widened, as if all their light had vanished in that instant.

A bloodied head was tossed at his feet.

Shen Xingmian screamed in despair, "Senior Brother Changze!!!"

Overnight, Five Spirits Immortal Mountain, which had stood for more than a century, was burned to ashes, becoming a burial ground for countless lost souls.

The culprit behind it all stood before Shen Xingmian. He hooked a large hand under Shen Xingmian's chin, his gaze cold and dark, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth as if savoring Shen Xingmian's wretched state.

Luo Ningxiu asked only, "Do you know how much the Bone-Eroding Song hurts?"

Whenever Shen Xingmian played that iris flute, Luo Ningxiu's bones throbbed as if pierced by needles. At its worst, he would bleed from every orifice, his hands and feet convulsing until he could no longer move.

Those had all been punishments Shen Xingmian inflicted on him in the past.

Shen Xingmian sneered. "I only regret not killing you, remnant of the demon clan!"

A moment of misplaced mercy had brought about this calamity.

Shen Xingmian felt his chest tighten. Staring at the eyes of Changze, still open in death, he suddenly vomited a huge mouthful of blood.

The blood stained the last patch of clean ground beneath his feet. He struggled to stay standing. In the next second, the last traces of the Sword Venerable Lord Changjun's dignity and pride vanished completely.

That black blade came flying without mercy, fast and brutal as it hacked toward both his legs!

"Ah!" Shen Xingmian let out an agonized cry from his throat. He fell backward, cold sweat pouring down like a spring. Eyes wide, he laughed like a madman. "Hahaha... Kill me! Get it over with!"

Luo Ningxiu pried open his mouth and forced a blood-stopping pill down his throat. Expressionless, he said, "I won't let you die so easily. Since you like controlling me so much, I'll make a flute out of your leg bones and leave it beside you, so you can look at it every day!"

Shen Xingmian glared at Luo Ningxiu with seething hatred, but Luo Ningxiu pulled him into his arms. His gaze grew increasingly obsessive and frenzied, while his words were as tender as water. "Hate me all you want, just don't leave me again."

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