They Regretted It After the Female Lead Died

[Third-person narration / Everyone gets their comeuppance]

The day I leaped into the Reincarnation Mirror, Qin Jue and Ming Ruo were bowing to heaven and earth, becoming cultivation partners.

That day, the snow that never melted on Brightmoon Terrace finally disappeared, and the sun shone brightly.

Brightmoon Terrace had once been my home. Qin Jue had named it himself, because my name was Mingyue.

I had exceptional talent and had to cultivate in a place of extreme cold, so he used his own cultivation to create the everlasting snow and ice for me.

Three hundred years ago, Qin Jue found me and took me in as his only disciple.

I heard that I was his destined partner, fated to become his cultivation partner.

So Qin Jue loved me and treated me well. When I broke through, he even took the lightning tribulation for me, willing to be injured himself.

The senior brothers, senior sisters, and uncles at Songyang Sect all liked me too. They brought me food and toys, and helped me out of trouble, big and small.

Then one day, Qin Jue brought a woman back with him.

She was Qin Jue's true destined partner, but a villain had schemed against her and switched her fate.

Qin Jue said he would still keep me as his disciple and treat me well. But when I was framed, he didn't believe me.

My senior brothers and sisters also spoke to me earnestly, saying they were very disappointed in me. I had already benefited from this, yet I was still turning around and biting the hand that fed me.

I couldn't defend myself, no matter what I said.

I'm an upright person who doesn't like to act against my conscience. I didn't want to owe her anything more, or keep suffering these baseless accusations.

I didn't want the cultivation I had gained through that fate. I didn't want my spiritual roots either, and I didn't want Qin Jue anymore.

I leaped without hesitation. Had I been a moment slower, I would have seen Qin Jue stumbling toward me, only to catch the hem of my robe.

In that moment, the dignified Immortal Venerable Hewei's face twisted, and he looked as wretched as a dog.

I heard that Qin Jue's hair turned white overnight and that he went mad from cultivating.

But what did that have to do with me?

He would never find someone whose soul had scattered again.

I didn't like the name Mingyue, so there would be no more Mingyue in this world, only Chaoyang.

* My own take on cultivation fantasy, with plenty of original worldbuilding.

--- Upcoming novel ---

"My Senior Sister Can't Possibly Be a Cross-Dressing Master"

At the cultivation world's once-every-five-years recruitment fair, a group of ambitious young people chatted.

A: I want to become the greatest sword cultivator!

B: I want to make a name for myself!

C: I want to be admired by everyone!

D: I want to become someone really powerful!

Chuyun: I want to find my senior sister. Have any of you seen her? She's a woman, with a big chest and a slim waist, and she's very gentle.

Later, Chuyun really did find her senior sister, but she was nothing like the one Chuyun remembered.

A man, with a face like ice and incredible combat skills.

Where's my senior sister? Where's my big, wonderful senior sister? QAQ

Theme: Keep your feet on the ground and work together to build a better future.