The Cold-Hearted Emperor's Boundless Devotion to His Wife

When the Dragon Empress of the ancient Yinglong clan meets the mighty Divine Sovereign, a descendant of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, what wonders will bloom across the Ninth Heaven to celebrate this much-admired legendary romance?

As the saying goes, in love, one person always makes the first move by acting like a scoundrel.

He was supreme among the Six Realms. All the immortals feared the name of Shanghua, the Imperial Venerable, whose fame resounded through the heavens. Everyone sang the praises of this Imperial Venerable, who was constantly creating miracles.

At fifty thousand years old, he subdued gods and demons and transformed the ancient divine beast Zhuolong. At one hundred thousand, he fought nine Demon Venerables single-handedly and imprisoned three beneath Chenhua Palace. Later, he stormed the Demon Realm alone for the one he loved, shocking the Nine Heavens and proving himself invincible. After that, to protect the Immortal Realm, he used his own cultivation to restore the damaged Eastern Emperor Bell and suppress a rebellion.

She, however, was Zhige, a goddess and the next Dragon Empress of the fallen Yinglong clan. Many immortals looked down on her and despised her, but she was willing to bear everything for her people, standing apart from the Six Realms and living a quiet, detached life.

The Demon Emperor once said that Shanghua, the Imperial Venerable, had laid a very elaborate plan to win Zhige.

He had embarrassed her at the entrance to the Ninth Heaven. He had shielded her from behind when the Demon King arrived in person. He had used an injury as an excuse to keep her at Chenhua Palace. By the immortal pool, he had taken in all her charms, tugged at her clothes, and teased her. In front of others, he had even forcibly stolen a kiss from her.

Tsk, tsk, Shanghua, the Imperial Venerable, really had laid an elaborate plan.

And Zhige, the goddess, conquered this great devil with just one sentence.

Leaning against Shanghua's shoulder, she spoke softly, her eyes just as gentle. 'Shanghua, may I love you?'

Do lovers finally end up together? Wrong. There was always a forceful third party, fourth party, fifth party, all ready to challenge Shanghua, the Imperial Venerable.

Yet one utterly shameless person boldly proclaimed in the Ninth Heaven: 'Everyone in the Six Realms acknowledges me as supreme, and all fear me to some degree. How could you, a mere Demon Emperor, a mere Demon King, or a mere nine-tailed fox king, possibly compare to me? I have the means to support three generations of emperors, the means to wipe out you troublemakers who covet her and crush your delusions, and the means to keep her heart mine alone for all eternity.'

The woman beside him smiled, tender yet helpless. The so-called means of Shanghua, the Imperial Venerable, amounted to spoiling his wife without limit, without limit, without limit...