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Was it you that night?

On the eve of their wedding, Yan Changsheng brought back a girl and publicly called off the marriage. Only then did Shen Qinghe realize that Yan Changsheng was the crazy male lead from a book, and the girl was the irresistible female protagonist. As for her, she was just early cannon fodder fated to die, and her elder sister was the malevolent female supporting character whom everyone wanted to beat up. Tsk, the plot is just freaking ridiculous! After awakening, Shen Qinghe busied herself with cultivation, protecting her elder sister. Yet, unknowingly seizing the female protagonist's luck, she attracted several crazy male leads, each of them forcibly taking what they wanted from her. She thought Dongfang Wuya was relatively normal, but who knew he was crazier, actually seizing the position of Heavenly Emperor and then forcibly marrying her to become the Heavenly Empress! ** As the high and mighty belle of the cultivation world, Dongfang Wuya had countless admirers and fans. Yet he was devoted to cultivation, treating love as if it were dirt. Initially thinking Shen Qinghe was deeply in love with him, he sternly advised her, "Focus on your cultivation, do not get distracted by romantic entanglements!" Later, irked by her dedication to cultivation, he pressed her into his arms and kissed her, seductively coaxing with a playful smile, "Be my Daoist companion, and I'll aid you in cultivation, hmm?" [Asura Field, Cremation Ground, Male Rivalry, Su Wen]

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Chapter 255: Tears Streaming Down the Face

The others exchanged glances, all feeling that Shen Qinghe was overreacting due to her excessive grief.

It wasn't just Qinghe who was sad, they were too, because Mr. Wuya was their belief.

With Mr. Wuya present, Sky Pole Sect was undoubtedly the strongest Immortal Sect in the cultivation world. Yet with the news of Mr. Wuya's demise spreading, who knew if it would invite a siege from other Immortal Sects.

The cultivation world was such a place where the strong were revered, where there was no talk of righteousness, only strength mattered.

When Shen Qinghe entered her own bedroom, there was a moment of bewilderment.

Ever since Dongfang Wuya shamelessly took up residence in the Simple Residence Courtyard, he had occupied her bedroom.

He seemed to really like her bed, hogging it day and night, refusing to leave, even spending days and nights on it without getting up.