Was it you that night?
Chapter 118 - 116: Shen Qinghe, How Dare You Commit Marriage Fraud?!

Chapter 118: Chapter 116: Shen Qinghe, How Dare You Commit Marriage Fraud?!

It wasn’t easy, but after Little Black and the Black Rope finished their fight, the Illusory Realm finally stabilized, yet Qu Nian’s body was already soaked with blood.

He staggered to the front of the Ice Coffin and, looking at Sanniang who was lacking a heart, his fingers trembled as they touched her cold face, "Sanniang, I probably can’t bring you back to life..."

It was Yan Changsheng’s Heart Demon that caused the Illusory Realm to loosen, allowing Shen Qinghe to overcome her Heart Demon so quickly and recover her memories.

Then Dongfang Wuya took Xu Jun’s place as the groom, adding a new variable to the Illusory Realm’s revival.

In the end, the fight between the Puppet and the Black Rope only added to the calamities of the Illusory Realm.

Every person and every event within the Illusory Realm had slipped out of his control.

In his plan, as long as Shen Qinghe got married within the Illusory Realm and then had her heart dug out by the groom she trusted and was closest to, she would have willingly offered her heart without any resentment.

The Snow Bone Grass had the power to resurrect the dead, it was the purest of the Immortal Herbs, yet it was consumed by Shen Qinghe. He had checked the records, and to resurrect Sanniang, Shen Qinghe’s heart had to be willingly given, untainted by resentment or reluctance. Only then did he have no choice but to create this Illusory Realm.

He held such great expectations, and now that hope was shattering before him, how could he accept this willingly?

When Dongfang Wuya woke again, it was already light.

The headache from his hangover made him uncomfortable. He blinked and found himself lying on the nuptial bed.

His first action was to check his clothes to ensure their completeness, firmly establishing that there were no traces of misbehavior from drunkenness, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to get out of bed, many flashes of memory rushed through his mind.

That’s right. Last night he had been plied with lots of alcohol, later he saw Shen Qinghe, found her petite features very much to his taste, and eventually he had her pinned down on the bed, almost doing this and that...

Strangely enough, he remembered everything from his drunken state; he even remembered how Shen Qinghe coaxed him into the wardrobe to sleep.

How could he be so foolish after getting drunk...

At this moment, Shen Qinghe came in. Seeing him rise, she asked with a gentle expression, "Does Mr. Wuya feel unwell anywhere?"

Dongfang Wuya stared at Shen Qinghe, trying to discern whether there was any guilt on her face.

But her eyes were clear, and she returned his gaze calmly, as if the person who had tricked him into the wardrobe last night wasn’t her at all.

Shen Qinghe was also carefully observing Dongfang Wuya’s expression, curious if he remembered what happened while he was drunk last night.

"Do you have a headache?" Shen Qinghe asked, seemingly concerned, yet actually uncertain.

If he remembered the embarrassing scenes from last night’s drunkenness, wouldn’t it be awkward?

Dongfang Wuya looked down, his long eyelashes casting a shadow. Considering the shameful events of last night, he decided to pretend to have amnesia and gloss over that Chapter, "How did I get back last night?"

Seeing that Dongfang Wuya didn’t remember the events of last night, Shen Qinghe sighed with relief, "The Puppet brought you back; you had had too much to drink then."

Dongfang Wuya sat on the edge of the bed, his peripheral vision glancing towards the wardrobe. "I had too much to drink last night; you didn’t do anything to me, did you?"

"Of course not! Mr. Wuya, rest assured, you went straight to sleep after coming back last night." Shen Qinghe lied without batting an eye.

Dongfang Wuya sneered inwardly. If he didn’t remember the events of last night, he might have actually believed her far-fetched tales.

Just then, Little Black entered the room, and the Black Rope, originally curled quietly around Shen Qinghe’s wrist, flew towards Little Black like facing an arch-enemy.

The two dark shadows immediately started fighting fiercely again.

Dongfang Wuya watched intently as Black Rope and Little Black tangled in their fight, then suddenly asked, "Shen Qinghe, is this the Spiritual Artifact you obtained from the Spiritual Treasure Repository?"

Caught off guard, Shen Qinghe blurted out, "Yes."

No sooner had she spoken than Dongfang Wuya’s eyes turned piercing, "When did you recall your identity?"

Shen Qinghe felt bitterly helpless; she could even guess what Dongfang Wuya was thinking at that moment—perhaps he suspected that she had deceived him into marriage the day before?

As expected, she then heard Dongfang Wuya ask, "Did you intentionally lure this lord into the trap in order to tempt me into marrying you? Shen Qinghe, you dared to deceive me into marriage!"

"Of course not! It was only last night when Black Rope and Little Black started fighting that I suddenly remembered who I was. At that time, Uncle Master had drunk too much and was not clear-headed, so I thought to explain it to him today," Shen Qinghe cleverly pushed back the timing of regaining her memory to avoid making Dongfang Wuya think she had ulterior motives.

Dongfang Wuya didn’t believe Shen Qinghe’s words, but the actions he had taken while drunk last night made him feel guilty, and he had no face to further reproach Shen Qinghe.

As Little Black and Black Rope’s fight grew fiercer, Dongfang Wuya looked on and concluded, "Your fortune is indeed good."

This Black Rope seemed somewhat familiar, and just then, Xiao Bai suddenly burst out, "Isn’t this Black Rope the one Master threw into the Spiritual Treasure Repository?"

When Shen Qinghe suddenly saw Xiao Bai, she was taken aback, "You are in the Illusory Realm as well?"

What was most astonishing was that the Black Rope had once been Dongfang Wuya’s Spiritual Artifact, which Dongfang Wuya had thrown into the Spiritual Treasure Repository, and yet it ended up in her hands.

"The Illusory Realm has already been broken; I sensed the Master and just arrived," Xiao Bai explained.

Upon hearing Xiao Bai’s words, Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe only then realized that their cultivation bases had returned.

Right now, Dongfang Wuya had no focus to care whether or not the Black Rope was the Spiritual Artifact he had thrown into the Spiritual Treasure Repository; he was determined to capture the Demon who created the Illusory Realm.

With but a thought, he teleported to the Ice Coffin chamber in an instant.

Qu Nian, covered in blood, turned back to look at Dongfang Wuya and bitterly smiled, "As expected of the widely renowned Mr. Wuya, you move very quickly!"

"Are you a Demon from the Demon Realm?" Dongfang Wuya sized up Qu Nian, confirming he had never encountered this Demon before.

"I am Qu Nian." Qu Nian knew he could not escape this battle and ceased to hide his identity.

Dongfang Wuya quickly grasped the situation, "So you are the notorious Qu Nian who fell into madness over love."

He had heard of the infamous Emotion Demon a hundred years ago, known for going mad after his beloved died tragically; his body shattered, and yet, he miraculously survived.

This unique way of becoming a Demon was well-known throughout the Three Realms among any Cultivator with ears; however, Dongfang Wuya had not expected to meet him in such a manner.

At that moment, Shen Qinghe also arrived at the Ice Coffin chamber, followed by Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng.

Qu Nian’s gaze settled on Yan Changsheng.

Although Dongfang Wuya was formidable, the one who truly broke his Illusory Realm was Yan Changsheng. Likely because Yan Changsheng’s experiences were similar to his, and the way he developed a Heart Demon was also akin to his own, this man was doomed to never follow the Righteous Path.

Everyone noticed Qu Nian observing Yan Changsheng, and Dongfang Wuya noticed as well.

"What are you looking at Yan Changsheng for?" Dongfang Wuya, fearing Qu Nian might pull another trick, protectively pulled Shen Qinghe behind him.

This move caused all eyes to fixate on him.

Seeing the reaction, Qu Nian laughed; he suddenly felt that his trip had not been in vain, predicting that the emotional journey ahead for these three men and a woman would not be smooth sailing.