After the Immortal Lord Proved His Heartless Dao

Jiang Mianhao was a little grass spirit with weak spiritual energy and low cultivation.

Every day, her job was to bask in the sun, drink dew, and absorb the essence of heaven and earth a thousand times before she could take human form.

On the very first day she took human form, an immortal fell from the sky and knocked her back to her original shape.

Jiang Mianhao: I hate you!

The fallen immortal seemed to have lost her memory and mistook Jiang Mianhao for her Dao companion. Every day, she dutifully gathered rain and dew for Jiang Mianhao to help her grow.

In exchange, the immortal held Jiang Mianhao as they slept every night.

Jiang Mianhao: If that's what it takes to take human form, I'll put up with it.

Unfortunately, Jiang Mianhao was injured too badly to recover through ordinary watering.

Luckily, the amnesiac immortal still had her magic. That night, the two returned to their room and blew out the lights. By the next morning, most of Jiang Mianhao's spiritual energy had recovered.

The other little grass spirits were so envious that they all asked how she did it.

Jiang Mianhao blushed and stammered, "We just did what Dao companions are supposed to do..."

Ye Qingge was hailed as the light of the righteous path.

For a million years, she had sat enthroned in Qingyang Hall, ruled the immortal realm, and earned the reverence of countless people. She had everything anyone could dream of.

Until she was defeated in the great war between immortals and demons.

After being struck by the backlash of her own spiritual energy, she fell into a field of grass beneath her palace.

When Ye Qingge opened her eyes again, she looked at the person lying beneath her. She remembered the face she'd seen just before she was about to reach the pinnacle of cultivation.

This person was her Dao companion.

And the final tribulation of love she had to overcome before reaching the pinnacle.

So she pretended to have lost her memory and settled in the field.

When Jiang Mianhao was ready to take human form, Ye Qingge gathered medicinal herbs and took careful care of her.

When Jiang Mianhao's injuries wouldn't heal, Ye Qingge took the initiative to bare her clothes and form a bond, transferring her spiritual energy to her.

After Jiang Mianhao took human form, Ye Qingge shared her spiritual energy to help her cultivate.

Finally, when Jiang Mianhao carefully prepared a sky full of butterflies and blushingly confessed her love,

Ye Qingge knew the moment had come.

The two were deeply in love and inseparable. On the day they agreed to move to Penglai together, Jiang Mianhao said she had good news.

But Ye Qingge had no time to listen.

The demon army was at the gates, and the entire immortal realm was waiting for her.

She pointed her sword at Jiang Mianhao.

The sword she'd forged specifically to protect Jiang Mianhao now pierced her chest.

As her lover closed her eyes and her body dissolved into nothing,

Ye Qingge broke through the final stage of cultivation.

After reaching the pinnacle by proving her Dao through killing her wife, she led a mighty army to slaughter the demon realm and successfully brought both realms under her rule.

As Ye Qingge ascended the throne, Jiang Mianhao's voice appeared beside her ear.

It was the good news she hadn't had a chance to finish sharing.

Jiang Mianhao's voice was soft: "I'm pregnant."

[Content warning: Cultivating the Ruthless Dao requires proving one's Dao by killing one's wife. Please don't read if that's not for you.]

[Cool, haughty, sharp-tongued aloof beauty x utterly pure and kind, chatty little white flower (grass)]

Notes:

1. There will definitely be a wife-chasing crematorium.

2. Ye is unhinged. Later, the aloof beauty will go mad!

3. Expect the aloof beauty to descend from her pedestal, go mad, chase her wife, and lower her head for love.

4. Slow burn, with a period of semi-raising-and-caring. She won't kill her wife before their feelings have developed~

5. Happy ending.

6. I know my writing is still rough, so please don't be too harsh T^T

Theme: Love is more precious than profit.