Pretending to Be My Nemesis's White Moonlight

It is said that the God Lord Xu Jianbing of Minggui has a lost beloved, the one who got away. No one knows their name or surname. All they know is that the God Lord was deeply in love with him, and even entered a deathlike meditation retreat to divine his whereabouts. A truly romantic tale. Unexpectedly, the beloved came looking for him of his own accord. Amid the world’s astonishment, people could not help but feel a little contempt: This man had low cultivation, an ordinary family background, and an unrestrained manner. Rumor even had it that he had once been an idiot. His only redeeming feature was a face so beautiful it was vulgar. The illustrious God Lord Minggui had such tacky taste? No wonder he never wanted anyone to know. - Eighteen years ago, the great fiend Qiu Zhaoshui, whose name terrified the cultivation world, was hunted relentlessly by the God Lord Xu Jianbing until he died. Eighteen years later, Qiu Zhaoshui was reborn. He discovered that Xu Jianbing had died during his meditation retreat, though no one in the world knew it. They all thought he was divining the whereabouts of some so-called beloved. The great fiend cursed that his mortal enemy had not died by his own sword, and so he returned to his old wicked ways. He would impersonate his enemy's beloved, use his enemy's estate to indulge in every kind of debauchery, and, for good measure, smear the name of the once-revered God Lord, determined to ensure the man would never rest in peace. “You'd never guess that the God Lord wasn't as chaste and detached as he looked. He'd lost his virginity long ago, and we did it seven times in one night, every night, for the time it takes two incense sticks to burn!” “Unfortunately, the God Lord was injured in an accident and never recovered. Knowing he couldn't face me anymore, he left. But how could I reject my husband just because he couldn't perform?!” “Why did the God Lord love me? Because no one understood that deep down, he was just a child. Whenever there was thunder and lightning, he would remember the terror of being defeated by the great fiend Qiu Zhaoshui's lightning spell, and insist on hiding in my arms...” Until one day, Qiu Zhaoshui crossed paths with a cultivator who looked just like his mortal enemy. Weeping as he put on a show, he said, “I never thought even the noble and virtuous God Lord would make the same mistake as every other man in the world. He even fathered a child with someone else behind my back, and the kid's already this big. What a rascal.” The “rascal” himself, Xu Jianbing: “...” The next moment, the familiar sword of the God Lord whizzed past Qiu Zhaoshui's ear. He was pinned between Xu Jianbing and a cold stone wall. The God Lord's gaze was deep. “Every night? Seven times in one night? Hiding in your arms?” A gorgeous beauty who lives life to the fullest, receiving x A cold-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside fake aloof beauty, attacking - Reader's Note 1. Cover art by Chaomu, with thanks. 2. When people tell you of your faults, be glad; when you hear kind words, bow in gratitude. Theme: Life is freedom