Do Evil Disciples Also Count as the Deceased Husband's Inheritance?

Xu Yanzhi came from a humble background and had little cultivation, but she climbed to the top with her good looks. But she had been married to her husband for decades and never had a moment of peace. It was only after his death that she felt that her life became happier. Just because her husband left behind a fairy gate, thousands of magic weapons, and the secret book of immortality. She wanted all of these. But she encountered some obstacles. Her late husband left behind a very outstanding apprentice, who was kind, gentle, handsome, and very respectful to her most of the time. But occasionally, she felt a sharp edge on her back. When she turned around, she could just see him lowering his eyes and putting away his coveted gaze. Xu Yanzhi felt that maybe she should think of a way to get him to correct his attitude towards his wife. * Gu Qingzheng was adopted by the Immortal Sect when he was young, and was later accepted by the master as his direct disciple. He was in the limelight and everything went smoothly. After the master's death, he may also inherit the master's position as head, thousands of magic weapons, and the secret book of immortality. In addition, the master also left behind a beautiful and charming master's wife. He stared at her for a long time, seeing her graceful and charming in front of his master, blooming like a flower, and a dark longing arose in his heart. After that man's death, everyone in the sect believed that for the sake of the inheritance, they each used their own methods to win or lose. Everyone was talking behind their backs, fearing that the friendship between the two of them for many years had long since disappeared. One day at the Immortal Sect's banquet, Xu Yanzhi and Gu Qingzheng were alone together after drinking. The former husband's lover drank some wine, and a small piece of Duanfang's gentleman's mask was broken. He moved closer to Xu Yanzhi, with suppressed desire in his black eyes, and whispered. "You know, with me, everything is yours." And Xu Yanzhi smiled softly, reaching out to wave away his restless hand, her eyes filled with poisoned ambition. "Qingzheng, I have everything, so I will naturally have you." At that time, they had explored each other's deepest secrets, but when their eyes met, they still couldn't tell whether the desire in their eyes was lust or murder. * Low magic cultivation background, cultivation is divided into five realms, entraining Qi, building foundation, becoming Yuan, entering the void, and Mahayana * This is an XP work, slow to develop. The heroine has an ex-husband and her character is not perfect. Readers and friends, please bear with me. —————————— Pre-collection: "No, I already have a husband" Xu Ruqi's childhood sweetheart next door moved away with her family on her fifteenth birthday. Before he left, he swore that he would come back. When he came back, he would come to ask for her hand in marriage and ask her to wait for him. Xu Ruqi waited until she was nineteen and refused to marry anyone. But for four years, he hasn't written a single letter. The Xu family was worried and tried countless times to persuade Xu Ruqi, who was frustrated, to finally choose a man he liked to marry. This husband is good-looking and comes from a well-off family. He treats her well, but sometimes he is strange. This will be it from now on. Xu Ruqi was a little melancholy and tried to live a new life. But in the second month of her marriage, when she went out to buy needlework, her childhood sweetheart who had disappeared for four years suddenly appeared in front of her, with tears in her eyes and holding her hand tightly. Xu Ruqi refused and pushed him away: Don't do this, I already have a husband. Her childhood sweetheart didn't seem to understand. After being pushed away by her, he bought a house next door to her alone and lived there. So Xu Ru expected to find neat firewood, flowers stained with dew, and heavy golden jewelry at the door of his house every three days. But she is already someone else's wife! Xu Ruqi refused in a daze for a while. Then the weather turned cold and it snowed heavily. My husband, who had been married for less than a year, suddenly died of illness. Her husband's family was not surprised, but she was kept in the dark. It turns out that her husband had a hidden illness for a long time and was just hiding it from her. It was a deserted day outside, and everything in the house was austere. Xu Ruzhi, dressed in white, stared at her husband's wake. Her childhood sweetheart came into the room and told her husband's family that they were her relatives. After burning three sticks of incense, he turned around and pushed her against the wall while avoiding people, looking at her with burning eyes. Xu Ruqi was distraught and pushed him away: Don't be like this, I just lost my husband. ———————— Pre-receipt: "The Girl Sacrificed to the Mountain God" Ahli grew up in a small village surrounded by mountains. She has a family of four, including her parents and her brother. She grew up in the mountains, and since she was a child, she has been able to move freely through the dense forests. Ahri loves her mountains. She also knew that there were gods in the mountains. When the mountain breeze blew over her, it was the gods caressing her cheek. When dew dripped on her hair, it was the gods who were playing tricks on her. This is the secret between Ahri and the gods. But the secret will eventually be revealed one day. The villagers in the mountains noticed the presence of the gods, and they showed expressions of fear. It was a most terrible monster, they said. The villagers wanted to offer sacrifices to Him, asking Him not to peek into the misty mountains anymore. They found Ahri's family. Her parents were unwilling to give up Ah Li's brother, so she became a sacrifice. Ahri, dressed in the brightest clothes, was sacrificed to her gods. In the mist, the gods descended. Ahri was hugged tightly in a daze, and a voice sounded in her ears. "Are you here, calling me all the time..." He spoke intermittently. "Ari..." - Purpose: No matter where you are, live with tenacity.