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My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows. A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil. Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that." Understood. His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, "Wait a second..." Huh, something's amiss. The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me? Oh, then that's alright. This is very fitting. Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, "Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?" ------------- In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought... ————— [Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst] This book is also known as "I Have a Fox Fairy Wife", "Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld", "Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar" "I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man"...

Yang Xiaorong · Ost
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Chapter 119: The Beauty Before My Eyes (Seeking monthly tickets! Recommendation tickets!)

Zhao Rong gently took a sip.

At this moment, there was only one feeling.

Sweet.

Very sweet.

Extremely sweet.

Well, it's no wonder since it was the honey water made by that silly girl Su Xiaoxiao.

But Su Xiaoxiao was also competing with him for the water because the honey was hard-earned from the beehives she had painstakingly cultivated, so Zhao Rong was the bad guy reaping the benefits.

However, she was shorter than Zhao Rong and a woman, with less strength...

Alright, actually a small fox demon at the Dan Formation Realm is quite strong, but Zhao Rong was already nearing the verge of breaking through to the Supreme Garment Shaking phase of the Ascending Realm.

He was following the path of a Martial Artist

His strength was already subtly surpassing hers.

Zhao Rong drank the honey water, one sip after another, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Actually, it was Zhao Rong's first time making honey water, and he wasn't very skilled at it.