After Becoming a Widow, My Dao Companion's Sword Spirit Took Me by Force

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Yun Xi was born with a bewitching constitution and chosen to be a poison vessel. Her purpose was to marry Immortal Lord Qingheng and, during their cultivation union, transfer the poison in her body to him and kill him.

Once activated, the poison would flare up on the fifteenth of every month. A cultivation union was the only way to suppress it, but it would flare up again on the fifteenth of the following month.

After nine times, the poison would be fully transferred to Qingheng, and he would certainly die.

Following instructions, Yun Xi successfully became Qingheng’s cultivation partner. But they only joined in cultivation once, on their wedding night. He never touched her again.

With the poison about to flare up, she had to join in cultivation with him to ease it.

But Qingheng died fighting the Demon Lord to put an end to the demons’ havoc, his body and soul destroyed. All that remained was his life-bound sword, named Tan Xue.

Yun Xi became a widow.

But the poison in her body had not yet been completely dispelled.

Yun Xi had never considered seeking anyone else. She was Qingheng’s wife.

If she did not dispel the poison, she would be tortured to death by it.

Her gaze fell on the life-bound sword her dead cultivation partner had left behind. After struggling with the decision for days, she finally took hold of it.

Like the cultivation partner she had lost, Tan Xue was cold all over, like untouchable snow atop a mountain, making her feel ashamed and guilty.

But a sword could only provide temporary relief.

She relied on Tan Xue more and more often, yet it could never suppress the poison completely.

Then one day, Tan Xue grew scorching hot. She was so startled that she threw it away, only to see a figure appear.

The familiar face reflected in her eyes. Yun Xi stared in shock.

It was unmistakably her dead cultivation partner!

His eyes held no emotion. He was a complete stranger, and his icy voice mercilessly told her that he was the sword’s spirit, not Immortal Lord Qingheng, who had already died.

He had no memories of her or Qingheng.

Yun Xi did not dare use a sword that had already developed a spirit, even though the poison was tormenting her unbearably.

The sword spirit said he could help her, but she immediately refused. “I have a cultivation partner.”

“That dead Immortal Lord Qingheng?” The sword spirit scoffed. “Sooner or later, you’ll come begging me.”

Yun Xi did come to him. She could not take it anymore. The sword spirit’s icy fingers gripped her waist, and his husky voice rang in her ear.

“Weren’t you going to remain faithful to your dead cultivation partner? You’re already giving in?”

Yun Xi bit her lip and buried her face in his arms, pretending she could not hear him.

It was the same face, after all. Being with him... shouldn’t count as betraying Qingheng, right?

The sword spirit is the male lead’s soul. The male lead didn’t die, he came back as a ghost.

The male lead fell in love with the heroine at first sight. He initially has no memories after becoming a sword spirit, but will remember later.

Theme: Stay true to yourself.