My Childhood Fiancé Senior Brother Took My First Love and Abandoned Me

/A sickly-sweet, fragile little sister × a twisted, gloomy older brother who crawls through the dark/

Xin Mian had a senior fellow disciple who was exceptionally handsome and possessed superb talent. At seventeen, he slew a flood dragon with one stroke of his sword, then rose from humble beginnings to join Chaotian Que. He became famous at a young age, basking in unparalleled glory. The immortal sects sang his praises, and all evil forces trembled at his name.

Everyone said that such a prodigy ought to marry the sect leader's daughter, rise to great heights, and enjoy a bright future. Only Xin Mian shook her head and said, "No, that's not allowed. Senior Brother is the child husband my parents bought for me. He was very expensive."

Whenever she said that, Senior Brother would always smile.

Later, word got out about the child husband. The sect leader's daughter demanded that Xin Mian leave Senior Brother, but Xin Mian refused and was beaten very, very badly.

Senior Brother never came to see her. Not even once.

She heard that Senior Brother was busy searching for a spirit bone to nourish the sect leader's daughter, who suffered from heart palpitations. While hunting an ancient monster, he was gravely injured and left on the brink of death. Xin Mian went to great lengths to find out where he was, then traveled through seven days of rain. By the time she finally saw him, she was feverish and barely conscious.

Senior Brother was making a meal for the sect leader's daughter, his eyes full of tenderness.

Xin Mian, meanwhile, was run through the chest with a sword.

Three years after her death, Xin Mian was summoned back to life. She concealed her identity and returned to Chaotian Que. With cultivation far surpassing her peers, she entered the inner sect in one fell swoop, becoming the extraordinarily gifted, beloved junior sister of Piaomiao Peak.

She saw Senior Brother again in the sect's forbidden grounds.

Senior Brother was in a sorry state, with a broken hand and leg. Xin Mian carefully sewed him back together. Senior Brother was the keepsake her parents had left her. She couldn't let him be missing a single part.

Senior Brother had changed, and his tastes had grown strange. He would ask Xin Mian to slit his wrists and draw his blood. He would also hand her boiling magma and have her pour it down his throat. Sometimes he would even leap into a frozen pool, letting frost coat his entire body.

If he wanted to play, Xin Mian would play along.

On the day Senior Brother agreed to the sect leader's arranged betrothal, Xin Mian hid among the crowd and recited the binding curse her parents had taught her. Sure enough, Senior Brother was in agony. Clutching his chest, he collapsed to his knees in front of everyone, completely losing his composure. The sect leader's daughter was humiliated and lashed him until his skin was torn and bloody.

Xin Mian stepped on his face and smiled sweetly. "Wei Qishan, oh, Wei Qishan. Who knew you were so useless? You still haven't managed to break the love pact inside you. Beg me, and maybe I'll let you off."

Wei Qishan's trembling hand brushed the snow from the tip of her boot.

He said no.

He didn't want her to let him off.

He begged her.

[Warnings] [Important]

* A groveling pursuit after the wife, with a male lead who is pure in both body and heart. He's twisted in character, and there's a lot of suffering for the male lead, right up to the ending. Readers who strongly favor the male lead, beware.

* The story is told from the heroine's limited perspective. There are hidden reasons behind her murder. The main story begins after her return to life, and the heroine's suffering appears only in flashbacks.

* The happy ending doesn't mean the leads live happily ever after together. The heroine rises to become sect leader, and the male lead and second male lead spend their lives as her dogs.

* This is not a power fantasy. I write whatever comes to mind, and all the logic serves the heroine.

^Coming soon: Please add "After I Toyed With and Abandoned My Mortal Husband" to your favorites!

Xiao Rao had a husband.

Handsome, capable, fit, and good to her.

Too bad he was indifferent to sex. He'd kiss and cuddle her, but wouldn't let her use him.

Xiao Rao didn't push him.

After all, a marriage built on mutual respect would last.

Then a group of cultivators came looking for her, and she remembered that she was the senior sister of an immortal sect. She had lost her memory after being injured during a demon-slaying mission and had ended up here. Worse still, she had a fiance with whom she'd already made a marriage pact, and their wedding date was approaching. Her sect was urgently searching for her.

Her fiance was the greatest swordsman of the age, Sword Venerable Yuheng, Yan Qingheng.

She's done for...

Could someone ask the Sword Venerable if he'd be willing to be the second wife?

He'd probably slice the top off her skull with one stroke.

She couldn't afford to offend him.

So she thoroughly enjoyed her mortal husband, then returned to her sect, leaving behind only a divorce letter and the two taels of silver in her pocket.

-

Xiao Rao returned to her sect to prepare for the wedding, but on the big day, she was publicly jilted and ridiculed. Yan Qingheng even dragged her back to serve as a menial outer-sect disciple.

Serving tea, pouring water, pruning spirit plants.

Copying eight hundred volumes of books now and then, sweeping three thousand steps of snow.

Unwilling to endure the same daily torment forever, Xiao Rao planned to teach him a lesson while delivering wine. She looked up and was stunned to see that the man sitting on the high platform had exactly the same face as her mortal husband.

Damn!

She'd toyed with and abandoned the Sword Venerable Yuheng!

And drugged him, too!

She must have a death wish!

Xiao Rao fled in the middle of the night, but the man suddenly appeared behind her, his voice drifting like a ghost's. "Where are you trying to run off to this time, Madam?"

As he spoke, he pulled her onto the bed.

"When you said I was boring and ran off with your skirt held up, did you ever think the day would come when you'd be crying and begging me to spare you?"

"So, Madam, do you still think I don't know how to be romantic?"

"Am I not more satisfying than that mortal?"

-

Soon, news of Sword Venerable Yuheng's wedding spread throughout the cultivation world. Everyone remembered Xiao Rao, the woman he'd once jilted, and eagerly waited to see her made a laughingstock.

Instead, she appeared in a phoenix crown and wedding robes, dazzling and triumphant.

That noble, proud man, who seemed like an immortal banished from the heavens, followed close behind her, stepping carefully in her wake as he came from afar on auspicious clouds.

The crowd was in an uproar. "Sword Venerable, if you're being forced into this, blink!"

Xiao Rao blinked furiously.

She was the one being forced!

Someone sighed. "How can the dignified Sword Venerable go back to an old flame?"

Yan Qingheng: Hah.

Yan Qingheng: At least I have an old flame to go back to.

#This old flame sure is delicious.

* Pure love, happy ending, one-on-one.

* A flirt who doesn't know she's flirting, all talk and no skill but loves to tease, bright and carefree heroine × a gentle, devoted husband who turns into a gloomy, abandoned puppy, obsessive, cunning, and extremely possessive, looking for a wife.jpg

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Theme: Stay independent and strong in adversity, and learn to love others while being loved.