After I Died, My Husband Fell to Demonic Cultivation

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Five hundred years after Yu Wei died, she was reborn one day. Fortunately, she was taken home by the husband she had in her previous life, who began caring for her with attentive tenderness.

Five hundred years had passed, yet Xie Chengyun, the Sword Immortal of Qifeng, looked unchanged, with only a few strands of white among his dark hair.

But his temperament seemed quite different.

The Xie Chengyun of old had been aloof and otherworldly, proud and self-possessed. They had treated each other with courteous respect.

But now he had become anxious and possessive, unwilling to leave her side for even a moment. His undisguised desire to possess her shone in his eyes, and even in his dreams he held her tightly and begged for kisses.

It was certainly nice to see him change like this, but... Yu Wei couldn't help feeling that something was strange.

Xie Chengyun no longer lived at the sect. Instead, he built her a mountain retreat like a paradise beyond the world, staying by her side day and night, but never taking her away from the mountain.

When they shared a bed, he never completely took off his clothes. Yu Wei once accidentally touched the countless scars covering his back.

Sometimes, when she awoke in the middle of the night, she would see him staring at her strangely, silently shedding tears, his gaze burning with grief, as if she would vanish the very next moment.

Yu Wei couldn't help worrying that their intimacy might be going a little too far. But Xie Chengyun drew her into his arms, the corners of his eyes tinged with a wounded red as he asked, "Weiwei, don't you like being close to me anymore?"

She couldn't resist her beloved when he acted so vulnerable, so she set her worries aside.

Until one day, a cultivator lost his way and got into trouble at the foot of the mountain. Yu Wei hurried forward to help.

But her outstretched arm passed straight through his chest.

It turned out Xie Chengyun had never told her the truth:

She was a ghost that only he could see.

Only after overhearing the cultivators talking did she learn that this place was a mountain of the afterlife, and the person living here was not the once noble and immaculate Sword Immortal, but... a mysterious Demon Lord who had been living in seclusion for many years.

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Xie Chengyun knew perfectly well that Yu Wei could live freely even without him.

Even as a ghost, she was a happy one.

But he couldn't.

She was essential to his life.

Throughout five hundred years of lonely time, at countless moments when he was on the verge of death, he whispered her name, and that kept him going, taking one more step toward her.

Until both his body and heart were consumed by obsession.

Later, Yu Wei returned to his side, still radiant and gentle, with a bright smile in her eyes whenever she looked at him.

But from time to time, she would cautiously ask, "Don't you need some space to yourself? We don't have to be together all the time."

His wife relied on him less than before, and kept more of the painful distance between them.

Xie Chengyun could only rely on the power of evil spirits to draw close to the girl in her ghostly form, embracing her again and again, kissing her pale-red earlobes, and rebuilding their intimacy.

Every use of that power wore down his soul and body.

New scars appeared across his back, but he bore them gladly.

A little closer, touching her fingertips, her wrists, her fair collarbones, her warm dimples.

His heart trembled along with them.

Before his wife discovered all his secrets... he had to grow even closer to her.

Make her reluctant to leave him, unable to be without him, unable to get away.

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Overall, this is a sweet little romance! There may be a little angst, but it's mostly the male lead who suffers.

The female lead is a gentle, softhearted puppy of a sweet girl who knows how to make people happy. She's happy whether alive or dead.

The male lead is a gloomy, obsessive wife-watcher who spent five hundred years as a widower and goes crazy whenever he can't see his wife.

Happy ending. The girl will come back to life in the end.

Theme: Love and forever