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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 240: The Beast Egg Transforms, Where Immortal Fate Lies

As soon as everyone saw Shen Qinghe, they knew the rumors were not false; Shen Qinghe was indeed very beautiful.

She was dressed in the simplest white disciple's clothing, her hair done up in the standard Female Crown Hairstyle. Apart from a White Rope wrapped around her wrist, she wore no other adornments. Yet, the birthmark between her brows, searing like fire with occasional frost and snow fluttering down from it, was strangely dynamic.

Her aura was pure, her gaze clear, untouched by even a speck of dust, as if a heavenly maiden had descended from the Ninth Heaven to the mortal realm.

The number of female cultivators who had come to the Black River Secret Realm today was already small, and a beauty like Shen Qinghe was truly one of a kind. For a moment, everyone was spellbound.