In her previous life, Cheng Shiyuan was on the verge of ascending to godhood. To protect all living beings during the war between gods and demons, she exhausted her cultivation and fell back to the Lower Five Realms.
Her golden core was still intact, and Cheng Shiyuan had no regrets. If she focused on cultivation, she could surely regain her full power within a hundred years.
But less than three days after she became a mortal, her clan and fellow disciples came to take her golden core.
The people she had protected feared offending cultivators, and no one stood up for her.
Cheng Shiyuan never expected that the one who stayed by her side and protected her to the very end would be the human Dao companion she had married and then neglected.
When their fellow sect members hurled cruel words at her, she argued with them all and denounced them for betraying their trust and behaving worse than dogs and pigs.
When members of her clan pointed their swords at her, she shielded Cheng Shiyuan with her own body, blocking the deadly blade.
She was only an ordinary mortal. Cheng Shiyuan couldn't understand where she found the courage to stand against these Mahayana cultivators, who could kill her with a casual wave of their hands.
In the end, they both died in the Floating Mountain Range, her favorite moonlit fairy dress soaked red with blood.
When Cheng Shiyuan opened her eyes again, she gazed at Yu Wan's sleeping face and remembered how Yu Wan had cried out in pain as she died. Her eyes turned bloodshot.
This time, she would protect her. No one would ever make her suffer again.
After experiencing the agony of having her three souls and seven spirits torn apart, Yu Wan was terrified of pain.
She was reborn at her wedding. She knew someone would soon arrive to report that there had been an incident.
Cheng Shiyuan would leave her behind to save those people. In her previous life, she had said, “Wait for me to come back.”
In the end, Yu Wan waited for three whole months, and their wedding became a joke.
This time, she had made up her mind. The moment Cheng Shiyuan left, she would announce that the wedding was off and their marriage was canceled.
Humans and cultivators had never been on the same path.
The messenger arrived right on cue. She closed her eyes, ready to hear, “I'm sorry. I'll be back soon.”
Instead, she heard, “Today is my wedding day. You dare disturb me with something like this? You must be tired of living.”
Yu Wan was stunned. She looked through her red veil, but could see nothing but crimson.
What was going on? Had Cheng Shiyuan been possessed?
Theme: Cherish the person by your side.