I Lost Four Ex-Husbands in Order to Prove My Truth.

Demining: love stories in the underworld/enjoyable stories with non-heroine characters/third-person text/no slices of the male protagonist, staged love/the heroine is indeed bad, but it is not an enjoyable article I have been called the heir of the Sword Lord for five hundred years, and I have been bottlenecked for five hundred years. Later, I heard that there was a genius who broke through the world by killing his relatives to prove the way. I immediately stabbed Master Sword Master through him. Master: "Are you sick? Why bother with me?" I said: "Except for you, I have no connections in this world." Master blushed, "You don't know how to descend to earth?" He is not dead, he has ascended. But I am still the heir to the Sword Master, and I still have not become the Sword Master. I can't stay in this rubbish world of immortality for even a minute. I have descended to earth. * After killing my husband and preaching four times, I am finally going to ascend. "Why are you making such a fuss? The reason why our sect gathers here happily is because our genius who has cultivated immortality since childhood is about to ascend. We celebrate her becoming a god and wish her to shine forever!" Just as the elder of the sect finished reading this passage, thunder struck me on the head, and my ascension failed. In the darkness, a voice said: "After research and decision by the organization, you will not be allowed to ascend." Me: "Just tell me, who did I offend?" God said: "Your ex-husband." I asked: "Which one?" God said: "Everyone." It turns out that not only am I wearing a vest, but so are my ex-husbands. In the end, my cultivation was completely useless and I was reincarnated as a mortal. * After my rebirth, I kept my name anonymous, but was still found by one of my ex-husbands. He said: "I can't let you go." I said: "As you said, there are three more." He said: "You killed me because you loved me too deeply and you had me in your heart." I cut off his head with one sword. Mr. Pu Xin is so humble. The head on the ground rubbed against me and whispered: "I understand your silence. You still love me in your sword." Me: "Can you please stop going crazy?" Him: "There are three more people who are as crazy as me." Me: "..." At this point, in order to prevent them from coming to seek revenge, I decided to hide my vest. Intention: Give up small loves and pursue the great road.