On My Wedding Day, My Aloof Master Came to Steal Me Away

Everyone in the Canglan Sword Sect knew that Supreme Elder Pei Jiyuan had cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness for three hundred years. His heart was still as water, untouched by worldly dust. His direct disciple, Shen Jingwan, had a "crippled spiritual root" and had followed him for ten years. She had copied the sword manual three thousand times and been punished countless times, yet she had never even touched one of his fingers. Everyone said Shen Jingwan was far out of his league. So she was getting married. To Ji Wujiu, young lord of the Tianhuang Clan. The wedding procession stretched for ten miles, with thirty thousand guests. The entire cultivation world had come to watch this wedding where she was "marrying into a higher branch." On the day of the ceremony, the auspicious hour arrived, and the wedding officiant called, "First, bow to Heaven and Earth, " Lightning crashed down from the Ninth Heaven, splitting the bridal sedan in two. A man in white strode through the snow. His sword aura shredded the red silk streaming through the sky. His voice was not loud, yet all thirty thousand people heard him clearly: "Shen Jingwan belongs to me. Who gave her permission to bow to Heaven and Earth?" The entire gathering fell silent. Through the red veil lifted by the sword wind, Shen Jingwan looked at the man who had been in seclusion for three hundred years and had not even shown his face when she was to be married. She smiled. "Master, you're three hundred years too late." She called off the wedding on the spot, leaped from the wedding platform, tore up the marriage contract, and walked down Canglan Mountain without looking back. Only later did she learn that she was no crippled spiritual root at all. She was the last descendant of the ancient Zhaoyue Divine Clan, a treasure coveted by the Three Realms, and the tribulation that Pei Jiyuan had met and fallen for three hundred years ago, only to imprison himself with the "Path of Ruthlessness." Later still, the Three Realms all said Pei Jiyuan had gone mad. He broke his vows for her, entered the demonic path for her, and knelt before the Zhaoyue Stele to confess his sins: "I spent my whole life cultivating ruthlessness, only to end up cultivating a longing for you." But Shen Jingwan no longer wanted to be anyone's disciple or anyone's Dao companion. She would choose for herself