Does the Frail Villain Have to Be His Nemesis's Wife Too?

[Pure-hearted, secretly passionate rival top x Proud, sickly beauty bottom]

Ling Xizhou was strikingly beautiful, with a family and sect among the most distinguished.

He was the cultivation world's number-one heiress.

Unfortunately, despite his good looks, he was arrogant, sharp-tongued, and indifferent to others. He had made countless enemies in the cultivation world.

Everyone hated him so much their teeth ached, yet they could do nothing about him...

Until that day.

The immortal mountain crumbled, the spirit sea overturned, and tens of thousands of vengeful ghosts broke through the seal at the bottom of Sin-Cleansing Abyss, staining the land red for thousands of miles.

As the chief culprit who colluded with demonic forces, Ling Xizhou died.

Abandoned by everyone, his body nowhere to be found.

--

A century after turmoil rocked the cultivation world, the culprit returned from the dead by possessing a cat's corpse.

Ling Xizhou somehow came back to life, but lost all his cultivation and was left destitute and down on his luck. His youthful swagger was gone.

The bad news: under the damned laws of karma, he couldn't even kill himself.

The worse news: the archrivals he'd once offended had all become major figures in the immortal sects.

If they got their hands on him, it would probably be worse than death.

Since nothing he did ever ended well, he might as well do whatever he wanted.

The former heiress, current public enemy, and sickly Ling Xizhou sneered to himself:

If that's how it is, you idiots, none of us are going to get out of this alive.

--

Once Ling Xizhou let loose, he threw the cultivation world into chaos all over again.

But no one would ever connect this sickly man, who spewed lies and had no shame, with the traitor Ling Xizhou of a century ago, whose manner was cool and aloof and whose talent was peerless.

Until...

His luck was so bad that he fell into the hands of his number-one archrival.

Ling Xizhou decided to annoy the other man before he died. He lifted his eyes and sneered. “You've been holding up that sword for ages without striking. Don't tell me you're in love with me?”

To his astonishment, Su Futi, the tyrannical lord of the cultivation sects across the Six Provinces, whose fearsome reputation could keep children from crying at night, turned red at the tips of his ears.

He could barely even hold his sword.

--

“You died for an illusion. After death, you crossed the misty Ninefold City, where the twenty-four winds scattered warm fragrances, and saw the common people crushed beneath the dust, their bones piled as the foundation of the towering Dark Mountains.

Your blood had long since run cold, yet when the truth of this world pierced your heart, it should have begun to boil again.

And, of course, you should stand shoulder to shoulder with the one you love.”

[Twisted mad dog x conflicted cat]

[The cat lives out its natural lifespan. No cats are harmed in this story (except maybe Ling the cat) (Ling the cat: ?)]

Theme: Cherish the people you have.