After the Female Lead Proves Her Dao Through Killing and Takes a Wife

I am the only cultivator in the ten realms of Lingxu to have attained the Dao of Ruthlessness and ascended in a hundred years.

But do you know? I have a lovely little wife whom I love dearly. She is powerful, beautiful, lively, and compassionate toward all beings.

Now that you know, you're as good as dead ^_^

Our relationship is secret. I tricked her into signing our marriage contract. I am not worthy of her. She is a goddess of the Nine Netherworlds, and the Heavenly Dao of Lingxu wants me to kill her.

"A flower between her lips, a butterfly resting on her finger, a beauty like a venomous charm."

That was the first thing my wife ever said to me. She said I had bewitched her, then fluttered into my arms like a butterfly.

But I had gone there to kill her.

But I...

About my wife: People often mistake her for a peacock, but she is actually a divine bird who governs the cycles of day, night, and reincarnation in the Nine Netherworlds.

Every pair of "eyes" on the nine tail feathers of the Nine-Candle Sparrow holds divine power. Closed eyes begin the cycle of rebirth; open eyes bring the cycle to an end. A dream can hold life and death.

Her soul has been reborn countless times in these Nine Netherworlds. She loves the endless cycle of reincarnation and willingly sinks into a dream from which she will not wake.

And so the sun and moon of the Nine Netherworlds hang upside down, like the fleeting reflection of a flower in a mirror.

She was once the capricious master of a secret realm in White Emperor City of Yongyou, who could conjure the deaths of a million Nether cultivators with a single tail feather.

I was one of the Nether cultivators who drowned in her illusion.

She was once the most powerful shaman of One-Zhang Abyss in Shiyou, refining countless poison charms and bringing calamity to the sixteen provinces of Beiheng. Yet she was also the founder of Medicine Butterfly Valley in Beiheng, teaching the world the art of healing and saving its people.

I was killed by her poison charms, and saved by her medicine.

She was once the death bird with the most beautiful song on Yinghai's Luge Island. The long song of her chirping rang across the island all day, ferrying countless souls to the Netherworld.

I was not one of the souls she ferried. I was a death bird whose voice had failed, driven away by the island's master.

She was once a great demon who lived in seclusion in the ancient forests of Yaoyou, bearing the bloodline of the ancient Nine Netherworld Spirit Sparrow. As the leader of the demon realm, she once stood alone against countless demonic cultivators when disaster struck the Nine Netherworlds.

I was the "mortal" who took her in after she failed her tribulation of love for the second time and was injured.

Through countless cycles of reincarnation, I have followed her for a long time, hidden away in a corner unknown to anyone.

In this life, I managed to get close to her for the first time. I tricked her, saying I would keep her in my valley as my bride, and she smiled and agreed.

I want to grow old with her.

But the Heavenly Dao keeps urging me, saying this is the best chance to kill her.

Why? Why must I kill her? Why am I the only one who can kill her?

Must the lives of the ten realms of Lingxu, laid waste by disaster, really be saved with the life of a goddess of the Nine Netherworlds?

...When my short sword pierced her chest, she did not cry or make a fuss. Instead, she smiled, leaned over, and wiped away my tears.

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt. Just go to sleep, and you'll be fine."

◆ Character art by my friend and artist @Guang Yiyi.

◆ Dreams and reincarnation theme, doppelganger romance. The main story is told in third person.

◆ The title is written correctly.

When the mountains are worn smooth and heaven and earth join, only then would I part from you.

Theme: Sing a song of your own life