I've Never Been Happy About a Girl Pursuing Me

I was born with an undying body but a fragmented soul. One day, I fell into the hands of a demonic sect temptress and suffered every kind of torment.

When I seized a chance to escape, she claimed I was the heartless man who'd abandoned her on our wedding night, and that I owed her repayment.

As layer upon layer of mystery cleared, one beautiful woman after another appeared.

"I ask for no title, only one night of tenderness." The powerful daughter of a great master, skilled in all four arts and usually gentle and obedient, was willing to share her private teachings with me.

"Won't you drink with me and celebrate this moonlit festival?" She loves alcohol and calls herself my big sister. With carefree boldness, she opened her arms to me.

"If you lose this battle, would you become a hermit with me?" The righteous swordswoman smiled and offered me her helping hand.

But being pursued has never made me happy.

So how could I fill the emptiness in your hearts?