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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 315: Conclusion (Part 3)_2

He remembered the last time he came, Dongfang Wuya got drunk, hugged him while calling out for Qinghe, and cried asking him not to leave.

The next morning, Dongfang Wuya threw him out of Greenwind Slope.

This time, Dongfang Wuya seemed to be acting normal.

Upon seeing Meng Yun, Dongfang Wuya enthusiastically invited him to sit down, while he himself cast spells to shield the fields of young crops from the blizzard.

Meng Yun watched Dongfang Wuya busily at work, unsure whether to feel happy or worried.

Ten years had passed, they had exhausted all human resources, uniting the Three Realms in search of Shen Qinghe's Remnant Soul, but still, there was no trace of Shen Qinghe.

He himself had grown disheartened, but what about Dongfang Wuya? Would he feel disappointed, sad, or despairing?

"Wuya, have you ever thought..." Meng Yun's voice trailed off.

He wanted to ask Dongfang Wuya whether he ever considered that Shen Qinghe might never return.