After I Possessed the Gloomy Sword Lord

[Huanhuan Sect Enchantress x Aloof and Awkward Sword Lord]

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Everyone knows that Kunlun's Sword Lord hates two things most: demonic seeds and the Huanhuan Sect.

Unfortunately, Chu Yin was both.

While alive, she entered the Huanhuan Sect under the pretense of being his fiancée, becoming a thorn in his side. After she died, she became a demonic seed parasitizing him, a thorn in his flesh.

Yu Jiuru discovered that, just as the rumors claimed, this woman was insatiably greedy, a habitual liar, and wanton. So when he killed her, he showed no mercy.

Faced with her pleas, he said coldly, "You shouldn't have forced this engagement on me, and you certainly shouldn't have clung to me after death."

A demon like her would be doing the world a favor by dying.

After discovering she had become a demonic seed, Chu Yin understood. Her reason for existing was to make Yu Jiuru's life miserable.

When it came to parasitizing him, she figured he was the one who ought to be worried.

"If you hate demonic seeds so much, why don't you kill yourself to prove it?"

"You like Fairy Lingyun? I'll confess to her for you, and ask if she minds that you're impotent."

"Of course I have male cultivation partners! Not many, just eight or nine."

Later, everything went according to plan. All she had to do was leap into the Infernal Flames, and she would be free of him forever.

Amid the crimson blaze that filled the sky, she heard his voice.

At that moment, he was trapped outside the formation, his eyes bloodshot and his expression nearly crazed.

She smiled, looking just the right amount of forlorn. "All right. This time, I won't come looking for you again."

With that, she turned and resolutely leaped into the Infernal Flames. Her body instantly disintegrated into dust.

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Everyone in Kunlun knew that their lord detested everything about the Huanhuan Sect and would have loved nothing more than to kill his fiancée.

Even after the woman from the Huanhuan Sect died, he went so far as to imprison her soul, confining her on Cuiwei Peak, where no one ever set foot.

Until one day, a new young cultivator accidentally wandered onto Cuiwei Peak.

"Yu Jiuru, how much longer are you going to keep me locked up?"

In the courtyard, a stunning woman grabbed the Sword Lord by the collar, her voice furious.

The young disciple's eyes widened. They hesitated over whether to rush in and teach the ungrateful enchantress a lesson.

But the usually stern and exacting Sword Lord did not struggle. Instead, he lowered his head and kissed the enchantress on the lips.

The door slammed shut right before the disciple's eyes!

The young disciple stood there, dumbfounded. What was going on?

The Huanhuan Sect enchantress? Torture? Was this what that meant?

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