When Hua Rong finally chose her husband, she chose... a monk who looked exactly like the monk Zhen Wuxiao.
She stood in front of the bewildered little monk Zhenwu, smiling gently.
"Young Master, I'll be relying on you to take good care of Hua Rong from now on."
The young monk, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, blushed.
"Benefactor, this humble monk...this humble monk cannot marry..."
Upon hearing this, Hua Rong's face immediately darkened.
She turned directly to Lin Dong and said, "Father, didn't you say that all these young heroes came for my sake? Why did this little monk say he can't marry me?! Are you lying to me?!"
Lin Dong: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Wasn't it said that Sect Leader Lin's daughter was gentle and virtuous?
How can I not see it?
Hua Rong felt a surge of satisfaction as he looked at the little monk Zhenwu's face, which was flushed red.
So what if she's sharp-tongued?
Come on!
It's all about who has the wealthiest father!
The old monk next to the young monk Zhenwu smiled broadly, covering Zhenwu's mouth with a look of eager anticipation.
"I am so happy! Buddhist disciples can also get married!"
An elder whose own disciple had not been chosen said coldly, "Resilient Monk, how would I know that he must have cultivated the path of emotion? Your disciple cultivates more like the path of ruthlessness!"
The resilient monk glared at the person who spoke: "What's so difficult about that? My family's Zhenwu can even switch to cultivating the path of love!"
The little monk Zhenwu: "..."
Everyone: "..."
The resilient monk is truly shameless in his attempt to associate himself with the Wheel-Turning Sect.
No wonder everyone calls him a scoundrel monk!
"Then let's leave it at that!"
Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that his daughter no longer wanted to succeed.
Even if she marries a monk, it won't matter.
And so the marriage between the young monk Zhenwu and Huarong was settled.
Hua Rong said that relying on one's father's connections is incredibly satisfying!
There's no danger, and you won't lose your life!
"Miss, Young Master Cheng wants you to meet him at our usual place."
As soon as Hua Rong left the banquet, Qing'er ran up to her.
She nodded: "Lead the way."
Qing'er was a little surprised, because Hua Rong had never let her go with her to see Chengcheng before.
However, she did not refuse and happily agreed.
Upon seeing Chengcheng, Huarong immediately struck, slapping Qing'er to death.
Before she died, Qing'er looked at Hua Rong in disbelief and asked, "Why?"
Hua Rong curled his lip: "Shouldn't we kill the person who betrayed us and keep him around for the New Year?"
With her profound cultivation, killing someone who was only a martial arts master did not alert Chengcheng, who was not far away.
Hua Rong walked over nonchalantly, but before she could say anything, Cheng Cheng hugged her.
"Rongrong, don't worry, I will never let you marry a monk."
In Chengcheng's mind, Huarong was completely unable to resist, which is why she chose Zhenwu.
As everyone knows, the young monk Zhenwu cultivates the ruthless Buddhist path and would never touch Hua Rong.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel smug.
The woman every man in the entire True Spirit Continent wanted to marry was now quietly nestled in his arms...
Just as he thought of this, Hua Rong pushed him away.
"What are you hugging me for?! Don't you know that men and women shouldn't touch each other?"
Chengcheng's eyes widened: "Rongrong, you..."
Hua Rong frowned: "How dare you call me Rongrong?"
Chengcheng glanced at Huarong several times, then suddenly pulled out a sword and pointed it at Huarong.
"You're not Rongrong, who are you? Where did Rongrong go?"
Hua Rong smiled, but her tone was indifferent.
"She's not too stupid, but your Rongrong, I don't know where she went. I think she was killed by you and your master."
Hua Rong sighed the moment she saw Lin Dong.
She knew then that this world had truly existed!
However, that's all in the past!
She thought that the little monk Zhenwu had sent her here so that she could observe from the sidelines.
He never expected that her soul strength had suppressed the original owner, allowing her to act on her own.
But what can be changed... it's already in the past.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Chengcheng's eyes darted around, as if he felt guilty.
If the plan succeeds, he will definitely kill Lin Huarong.
It wasn't that he disliked this dazzlingly beautiful girl; he simply didn't want to leave himself with a future problem.
His master, Wei Zheng, has become Lin Dong's enemy.
Since that's the case, if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring!
The little bit of affection between a man and a woman is nothing compared to his destiny and the Great Dao!
He looked at Hua Rong, a hint of regret in his eyes.
He didn't want to lay a hand on her either; after all, their long-standing, perfunctory relationship had developed some genuine feelings.
but……
Chengcheng's gaze turned cold.
"How come you're Lin Dong's daughter?"
Hua Rong was very sensitive to malice, and upon seeing this, he immediately reached out.
The next moment, Chengcheng appeared in front of her.
And her hand was gripping his neck.
“Since you are Wei Zheng’s apprentice, then Hua Zhongtian is Wei Zheng, and my maid Qing’er… seems to be Wei Zheng’s daughter.”
"That's quite a generous gesture. For my doting father, Wei Zheng is willing to meticulously plan for many years."
"I wonder if he'll feel heartbroken if his own daughter and beloved student die because of me!"
Hua Rong ignored Chengcheng's terrified gaze and said to him:
"Also, I have never regretted being Lin Dong's daughter!"
After saying that, he twisted Chengcheng's neck and broke it.
Turning her head, Hua Rong saw Lin Dong standing not far away.
This is the back mountain of the Reincarnation Sect, and also the place where the original owner and Chengcheng have been secretly meeting for so many years.
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