Fried God Longevity

Sui He comprehended the Merciless Dao and ascended, while Xie Jiao failed to catch even a corner of his robe.

But the wedding night that followed made him forget what year it was.

Until one day, Xie Jiao watched the clouds drift across the sky and asked the other disciples of his sect, "What year is it?"

"The first year of Xuanping, Senior Brother. Have you been in seclusion so long you've lost track of time?" Everyone at the sect teased him with laughter.

"...No, that's not right. It's clearly spring in the second year of Xuanping." Standing on the stone steps, Xie Jiao slowly turned his gaze and said softly, "Sui He and I are already married. Tell me, where is he?"

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When Sui He ascended, he left Xie Jiao an old dream from the days they had cultivated in the mountains, hoping it would comfort him.

He never expected that something would go wrong with the dream, and something would go wrong with his disciple too.

When they meet again, his rebellious disciple easily pins him down, holds his wrist, and tenderly strokes it in his palm. In a low, clear voice, he asks in Sui He's ear, "Am I your disciple after all..."

Sui He glares at him coldly. "I taught you to respect your elders and treat others kindly. Is this how you show respect to your..."

Xie Jiao's face twists with anger. He looks at Sui He, something frightening surfacing in his eyes. "Or am I your wife?"

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