Hey, Ex-Husband, You’re Just in Time

In the year 8279 of the Tian Calendar, the sects of the cultivation world are locked in endless conflict, and the realm is in chaos. Pei Hui, a junior disciple of the Yinshan Sect, is ambushed and swept into a temporal rift atop Mount Beiyue. In the blink of an eye, he arrives in a barren wasteland where not even a bird will land. He has lost all his cultivation and his memories.

Wang Lianqing, a village girl at the foot of Mount Wang, finds a half-dead amnesiac young man outside her home. Saving a life is a noble deed, so she puts the young man to work like an ox, having him plant, water, and fertilize the fields every day without missing a thing.

Later, the two end up getting married. From then on, the young man not only plants, waters, and fertilizes the fields, but takes on all the housework too. Wang Lianqing couldn't be happier.

They live like this for half a year before people from the Yinshan Sect finally arrive. Pei Hui regains his memories and finds himself in a difficult position when he sees his junior sister, to whom he was once engaged.

Wang Lianqing doesn't find it difficult at all. At the end of the day, she only gave him a bowl of water and a bowl of rice. In return, she got half a year's labor, a man who worked hard and kept her warm at night. She got a good deal, so what is there to fuss about?

She waves her hand. "Go on, leave."

Then she slings a hoe over her shoulder and saunters out, her voice full of anticipation. "Maybe I'll get lucky like this again."

Pei Hui returns to the Yinshan Sect, breaks off his engagement to his junior sister, and hurries back to the village.

He rushes as fast as he can, but he's still too late. Wang Lianqing, a blade of grass between her lips and a bamboo switch in her hand, directs a frail, pale young man as he sows seeds. She looks terribly smug.

Pei Hui is furious. The young man isn't him. He rushes up to Wang Lianqing and grabs her hand, not even getting a chance to start playing the pitiful victim.

Wang Lianqing glances at him and smiles faintly. In an unhurried voice, she greets him: "Well, look who it is, my ex-husband. You came at just the right time."

"There's still two mu of land left. Come give us a hand."

The old ox beside them lets out a moo, and Pei Hui, in a daze, plows the two mu of land. When he comes to his senses, he angrily goes looking for her to settle the score, only to find three or four young men gathered around the village girl, asking after her with great concern.

Pei Hui realizes he has no tricks left. This time, he's really out of options.

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Later.

Holding Wang Lianqing in his arms, Pei Hui says wistfully, "Can you tell me again the story about how you chose me out of everyone?"

Wang Lianqing: "You plowed the fields the fastest..."

"All right, you don't need to say any more." Pei Hui covers her mouth and says emotionally, "I knew you liked me best. I love you best too."

Wang Lianqing: "?"

Fine, whatever.

As long as you're happy.

A spirited sword cultivator x a very, very, very slow village girl.

The male lead was once a spirited young disciple of an immortal sect. Now he's a live-in son-in-law and farmer.

The female lead is slow to catch on emotionally, but sharp about everything else. She's slow at first and slow at the end. A woman stays slow her whole life. All she thinks about is her two mu of land.

The female lead has a whole crowd of men with one-sided crushes on her. There are substantial appearances by male supporting characters.

According to a friend's description, the leads might also be called Village Official Qing and Labor Dispatch Li Jia.

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A disclaimer.

This is a pure Mary Sue novel. Although there's a male lead, the heroine is adored by everyone. He's the male lead because he's lucky, and because he fights and scrambles to drive off the love rivals. I also love stories where male supporting characters pine for the heroine without ever winning her heart.

There is absolutely no logic in this story.

There are no genuinely good, kind, and virtuous people. They're all cultivators, but that doesn't stop them from being selfish.

I have a backlog, inspiration, and enthusiasm for this book, so I'll finish it no matter how it performs. Feel free to start reading.

My original intention! My original intention!

I'm back!

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