43 Chapter 43

◎Breakup◎

Hatred made her want to bite off his tongue, but her rapid breathing prevented her from doing so.

She struggled desperately, her knee slamming into his lower abdomen.

Jiang Qiye groaned, but didn't let go; instead, he kissed her even tighter.

One hand gripped the back of her neck, while the other kneaded her waist, as if trying to pull her back.

Pei Xueyan's struggles gradually weakened, leaving only soft sobs.

She hated his deception, hated his arrogance, but what she hated even more was that, even now, she would still marry the man who had deceived her twice.

A faint taste of blood gradually filled the air between their lips and teeth, and Jiang Qiye finally released her lips.

He was panting heavily, clearly not satisfied with just kissing her. He lowered his head and bit her shoulder hard, while his other hand began to tug at her wedding dress.

The difference in strength was too great; Pei Xueyan simply couldn't push him away.

"Are you crazy? Jiang Qiye, get away from me!"

"what are you up to?"

"You are a good disciple of the Qing Sect, how could you do such a thing in broad daylight?"

......

These words were not enough to stop him from pulling on her. Only Pei Xueyan, with tears in her eyes, said, "You tricked me into marriage, and now you want to force yourself on me here?"

Jiang Qiye released her.

He stared at Pei Xueyan in disbelief: "You? You..."

"Yes, I remember now, I remember everything. Jiang Qiye, were you happy seeing me treat you like that every day? I did lie to you, that's true, but you knew I was lying, yet you still lured me into marrying you, taking advantage of me when I was still innocent and naive. In the end, if your master told you to kill me, would you stab me to death with a sword like before?"

Jiang Qiye quickly shook his head, still shocked that she could wake up even after drinking the potion of forgetfulness.

What exactly went wrong?

Pei Xueyan turned and walked out of the pit, wanting only to escape as soon as possible and not wanting to have anything to do with him anymore.

Jiang Qiye was deeply in love and couldn't extricate himself. The marriage agreement was signed and the wedding ceremony was held. Now that she wanted to leave, it was like taking his life!

He chased after her, put his arm around her, and whispered, "Ah Zheng, it's just in time that you woke up, just in time... I'll give you all my cultivation, all of it."

"Are you trying to make amends? Or are you regretting what you did before?"

"No. It's not compensation, it's my own willingness, it's my atonement."

Pei Xueyan felt a mix of emotions. When all methods of erasing memories failed to work on her, and when she realized that she still loved him very much during the carefree time she spent as a little liar.

I really want to be with him.

They've been married twice already; it seems they were truly destined to be husband and wife.

Pei Xueyan wanted to calm down. So much had happened in just a few months, both for her and for him.

She struggled to break free from his embrace, determined to leave.

"Let go of me, you let go first."

"Haven't you always wanted my cultivation? Fine, I'll give you it all. Everything!"

Seeing her resolute expression as she left, Jiang Qiye felt a pang of sorrow and pain. She was giving up all the cultivation she had been so attached to; did she hate him that much?

Without further hesitation, he instantly set up a barrier, forcibly pulled her to sit cross-legged on the ground, and, ignoring her resistance, was about to transfer all his cultivation to her.

This teleportation was completely different from the last one; there was no gradual process, only a surging surge of spiritual energy forcefully flowing into her meridians.

The two were already burdened with heavy emotions and anxiety, and even breathing was difficult. The forced infusion of spiritual energy doubled their suffering.

Last time, it took more than ten hours to transfer half of my cultivation, but this time it was exhausted in less than five hours.

Pei Xueyan felt as if her chest was about to explode from the violent airflow, her vision went black, and she fainted.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Qiye looking haggard and weakly holding her.

The intense pain from the clash of cultivation levels, coupled with the pent-up anger and resentment in her heart, caused her to lose her temper.

She pulled out a dagger hidden in her sleeve and plunged it into Jiang Qiye's chest without hesitation.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining his white undershirt red.

Jiang Qiye collapsed to the ground, her eyes glazed over, weakly calling out, "A-Zheng... A-Zheng..."

He reached out, trying to grab the hem of her dress.

Pei Xueyan was completely stunned. Holding the still-dripping dagger, she staggered back a few steps.

The moment Jiang Qiye was injured, his sword suddenly reacted, breaking free from its sheath and flying out, its sharp sword energy aimed straight at Pei Xueyan!

No matter how he tried to summon or stop it in his heart, the sword wouldn't obey and was determined to avenge its master.

Just as the stab was about to be inserted into her body, Pei Xueyan closed her eyes and recalled the cultivation method. Her master's cultivation level should be able to recognize it.

Sure enough, the sword stopped abruptly just inches from her eyes, hovering in mid-air and trembling slightly.

Pei Xueyan opened her eyes, looked at Jiang Qiye lying on the ground barely alive, and couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly:

"Master said that one's own magical artifact is best able to sense the master's thoughts. Jiang Qiye, deep down, you still want to kill me, don't you?"

Jiang Qiye shook his head with his last bit of strength, his lips moved but no sound came out.

How could he kill her?

Never.

Pei Xueyan raised her hand and grasped the sword that was hanging in the air, and walked step by step to Jiang Qiye.

"Master Jiang, I didn't even have a chance to speak properly with you before you poured the Forgetfulness Potion into my throat. That water was so bitter. I didn't even have a chance to tell you what it felt like when you stabbed me in the chest time and time again. We martial artists all get injured; physical pain is inevitable. But you alone made me experience the agony of being worse than dead three times. You knew everything, you knew everything, yet you refused to tell me, immersing me in double torment time and time again. How I wished you could just end my suffering and stop me from being in so much pain. But you didn't. Each time, before I was truly dead, I shed countless tears and felt utterly hopeless. Now, in my ignorance and amnesia, I've repeated the same mistake and married you! Perhaps you truly care for me now and love me, but some pain you must experience yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she gripped his sword and plunged it into his chest once more.

The force amplified by spiritual energy was immense; Jiang Qiye groaned, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Jiang Qiye, I am the female demon, your master was right. Perhaps I was already half-awake when Master Zijin was trying to convert me. I've tried to ask you many times, but you've never told me the truth. Fine, I'll lie to you to the end. I hate being kissed by you, I lied to you and married you, and I've never made any vows to you. If Heaven has eyes, it will know my pain, and it will know that I was forced to sign that marriage contract. All the contents on it are null and void!"

For some reason, after saying these words, Pei Xueyan's tears fell.

Having lost all his cultivation, Jiang Qiye suffered two severe blows, the pain almost causing him to faint, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Yes, it all started with lust at first sight, and then they deceived each other.

Perhaps this ending is just right.

Pei Xueyan threw away the sword in her hand, took off the glaring red wedding dress, and casually tossed it on the ground.

She then tore off the hairpin from her head and the earrings from her ears, throwing them into the dust.

"You should enjoy the taste here."

After saying those words, she turned around and disappeared into the depths of the woods in a flash, never to look back.

Whether it was heaven's true sensing of her deep sorrow and resentment or not, a torrential downpour began in an instant.

In less than half an hour, Pei Xueyan had already gone through countless tribulations.

She killed him.

No, it's revenge!

He had longed for the thrill of revenge many times, but when the two knives pierced his body, the pain in his heart not only did not subside, but surged even more fiercely.

Rainwater mixed with a liquid that she couldn't tell was tears or blood, flowing down her body. She walked in a daze for an unknown amount of time, then her legs gave way, her body suddenly swayed, and she tumbled down the hillside, falling straight into the river below.

She couldn't swim and struggled desperately.

The mental techniques just wouldn't activate in my mind.

They could clearly travel between rivers and mountains, but they just couldn't use it.

The rain was torrential, and the river was becoming increasingly turbulent. Her body drifted slowly downstream with the current, and her consciousness gradually faded.

In her hazy state, she seemed to hear someone urgently calling her name, and a pair of strong hands pressing on her chest.

Pei Xueyan suddenly spat out a mouthful of river water and struggled to open her eyes.

This was heard by Zhou.

She weakly opened her mouth: "Senior sister... Senior sister..."

When she woke up again, Pei Xueyan had already been carried back to Yishui Manor.

Grandma Jiang was holding a willow branch, dipping it in water, and gently sprinkling it on her face—a custom in the mountain village to ward off evil spirits.

"Grandma, I am not possessed by any evil spirits, nor have I encountered any ghosts."

The old woman smiled kindly: "Little Ayan, you're possessed by an evil spirit without even realizing it."

She wanted to say something more, but a sudden, sharp pain shot through her chest, her vision went black, and she fainted again.

After three days of this back and forth, Pei Xueyan's injuries finally stabilized completely.

Seeing that she could speak and eat freely, Zhou Wen couldn't help but ask, "I see spiritual energy fluctuations on you. What's going on? Didn't you lose your cultivation?"

Pei Xueyan sighed, "Don't even mention it, I'm so stressed. I'm so unlucky, I ran into a jinx as soon as I came down the mountain."

Seeing that she still had the energy to joke, Zhou Wenjian knew that she was out of danger.

"You looked like you were about to die, I thought you were going to become depressed and withdrawn."

"..." Pei Xueyan said calmly while eating, "Senior sister, I am very upset, but I think that once I have cultivation, I am not so upset."

Zhou Wenjian was most curious about this matter and pressed for an answer.

Helpless, Pei Xueyan had no choice but to briefly explain the whole story.

As for the scenes of the couple whispering in the dream and being forcibly kissed, they were naturally omitted.

Zhou Wenjian listened silently, and after a long pause, he finally spoke: "So, you're married now? You know your master—yes, you know her."

“It’s fake,” Pei Xueyan retorted without hesitation.

"So what if it's fake? Once the marriage proposal exists, all the major sects of the immortal realm will know about it very quickly."

Pei Xueyan said nonchalantly, "We've already broken up; it's like we've automatically divorced."

Zhou Wenjian analyzed seriously: "How is Jiang Qiye now? There are many disciples in the Qing Sect, and he is well-known. There are many people coming and going in Yuanhua Mountain, so he should be fine. But Wang Yu has always harbored resentment towards our master. If he finds out that his disciple has been tricked out of his martial arts, he will definitely come to settle accounts with you. How will you deal with that? What Jiang Qiye did to you was indeed wrong, but he was acting on his master's orders, so he can't be considered to bear full responsibility. If our master asks me to do something, I will definitely do it."

"...Senior sister! Why are you speaking up for him?"