Was it you that night?
Chapter 189 - 187: Why Not Get Married?

Chapter 189: Chapter 187: Why Not Get Married?

"Yes, it was Shen Qinghe who struck me with an ancient divine artifact, and it was her ’Heterodox Cultivation Manual’ that she gave me which made me become like this," Nan Sheng said through gritted teeth, sweating coldly from the pain.

Qu Nian asked Nan Sheng to show him the ’Heterodox Cultivation Manual,’ but she had already returned it to Shen Qinghe; only she still remembered the entire content of the secret manual and roughly recounted it.

After listening, Qu Nian knew what had happened; the so-called Heterodox Cultivation Manual’s first half contained orthodox immortal cultivation techniques, while the latter half detailed the mental methods of the demonic path. It was no wonder that Nan Sheng had gone mad and become obsessed after practicing according to the manual.

Nan Sheng, realizing she had been schemed against by Shen Qinghe so early on, clenched her teeth in fury.

It appeared that from the beginning, Shen Qinghe had set a trap for her, and had it not been for Qu Nian’s encounter today and his assistance in resolving her confusion, she wouldn’t have known what was happening even as she fully went mad and became obsessed.

"I cannot go mad and become obsessed; you must have a way to save me, right?" Nan Sheng asked, gripping Qu Nian’s arm in desperation.

If it had been anyone else, Qu Nian could have remained indifferent, but Nan Sheng was his only daughter. How could he possibly stand by and watch her meet such a fate?

Seeing that Qu Nian remained silent, Nan Sheng wept bitterly, "Back then you abandoned me, mother remarried, do you know how much I hated you both? If you didn’t love me, why did you bring me into this world? Father, it is you and mother who owe me!"

Qu Nian wanted to say that wasn’t true.

He had given her an immortal pill that transformed her from a mortal into a female cultivator capable of cultivating—an opportunity he had provided for her.

The only person he owed in his life was Sanniang.

But in the end, he said nothing and left only a Purification Pill for Nan Sheng, "You only show signs of becoming obsessed. The Purification Pill can cleanse the demonic energy within your body, but your future fortunes depend on you. Nan Sheng, your experience is very similar to Nan Lan’s, but I feel Shen Qinghe is not Liu Sanniang. Do not provoke her, or you will surely regret it."

Shen Qinghe’s cultivation base had advanced at such an astonishing speed; if all went well, she would surely become a mighty figure in the Three Realms.

Nan Sheng, however, did not see it that way.

It was Shen Qinghe who had stolen her man, her destiny, everything that should have belonged to her, and she was destined to have a fight to the death with Shen Qinghe.

Elsewhere, Lord Meng Yun had not expected to be saved by Shen Qinghe and quickly warmed to her, even telling her that she could come to him for help if she ever encountered any difficulties in the future.

Shen Qinghe, observing the enthusiastic Lord Meng Yun, thought it no wonder that in the books, Meng Yun was so obedient to Nan Sheng; with Meng Yun’s temperament, he indeed was a person who repaid kindness with kindness.

While Lord Meng Yun was engaging in a warm chat with Shen Qinghe, she noticed a red figure slowing down ahead of them.

The person looking at her coldly from the front was none other than Dongfang Wuya?

Seeing Dongfang Wuya, Lord Meng Yun felt a guilty conscience and had the impulse to flee, but he could not.

Shen Qinghe had just saved him; he could not abandon his benefactor, leaving her alone to face the fierce god-like figure Dongfang Wuya.

"Shen Qinghe, since when have you and Lord Meng Yun become so close?" Dongfang Wuya began coldly.

Lord Meng Yun immediately understood the implication behind those words; Mr. Wuya suspected Shen Qinghe of conspiring with him to create this dream—such a big misunderstanding.

"Wuya, Qinghe has no idea about this matter. It was me trying to do you a favor that led to this interference; she is completely unaware," Lord Meng Yun said as he shielded Shen Qinghe behind him.

"Very well, I shall grant you your wish!" Dongfang Wuya, upon hearing Meng Yun calling her "Qinghe," felt displeased and was about to make a move against Meng Yun.

Shen Qinghe had just rescued Meng Yun and naturally didn’t want him to die at the hands of Dongfang Wuya.

How could Meng Yun possibly show any mercy in his scheme against Dongfang Wuya?

She stepped forward from behind Meng Yun and said, "Although Lord Meng Yun is at fault for this matter, it does not warrant death. Uncle-Master, let’s discuss this calmly..."

Mr. Wuya dared not meet Shen Qinghe’s gaze; his eyes fell on Meng Yun, standing behind her: "This is a personal grudge between me and Meng Yun, Shen Qinghe, step aside!"

"I’m involved, too, so I have a right to speak." Seeing Mr. Wuya’s complexion darken, she softened her tone, "If Uncle is really upset, hit me then, I won’t fight back, just as long as Uncle can feel better——"

"Shen Qinghe, are you sick?!" Mr. Wuya had never seen a woman like this before.

She was the woman, her reputation ruined by him, clearly at a loss, the one wronged, did she truly not mind being manipulated by Meng Yun like this?

Shen Qinghe, seeing Mr. Wuya about to burst with rage, was momentarily speechless.

She turned to look at Meng Yun, saw him still standing there motionless, and snapped, "Why aren’t you running away?"

Meng Yun shook his head: "You’re my lifesaver; I can’t just leave you and escape by myself."

As he spoke, he looked at Mr. Wuya earnestly and advised, "You should learn more from Qinghe, see how magnanimous she is? You, a grown man without your virginity, making such a fuss, yet Qinghe doesn’t mind it at all——"

"Lord Meng Yun, can you shut up?" Shen Qinghe found her temper flaring as well.

How could she not be angry?

She’d absurdly had a flirtation with Mr. Wuya, all to spoil Nan Sheng’s good prospects, and now she had to rush off to rescue Meng Can, the main culpret—it made her blood boil too.

Meng Yun looked at Shen Qinghe, then at Mr. Wuya, and suddenly said, "In light of the situation, don’t you two think this presents an opportunity?"

Mr. Wuya and Shen Qinghe asked in unison, "What opportunity?"

"Both of you are single; why not get married!" Meng Yun said irritably.

Wasn’t this his real intention in bringing Shen Qinghe and Mr. Wuya together?

And the actual main culprit was Xiao Bai; at most, he could only be considered an accessory, not deserving of death.

Shen Qinghe was startled by his words, hastily saying, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"

After she spoke, she cautiously peeked at Mr. Wuya. Seeing his inscrutable expression, unable to discern joy or anger, she inwardly cursed her luck, then addressed Mr. Wuya again, "Uncle, don’t listen to Lord Meng Yun’s nonsense. I regard Uncle as an elder and would never entertain any improper thoughts!"

Mr. Wuya’s gaze lingered on Shen Qinghe’s face, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Assuming he didn’t believe her, Shen Qinghe raised her hand to swear, "It’s true, I never dared have any improper thoughts about Uncle..."

Meng Yun, seeing Shen Qinghe’s naivety, almost felt his teeth ache. He stepped forward and put Shen Qinghe’s hand down, trying to smooth things over, "Wuya, Qinghe is still young and doesn’t quite understand; don’t take it to heart with her. If you want to marry her, I can be the matchmaker."

"Who said I want to marry her?!" Mr. Wuya looked back and forth between Meng Yun and Shen Qinghe, "Are you two really not conspiring to trick me?"

"I swear we’re not; Qinghe didn’t know about this at all. I just felt you were particularly well-matched, and I, I just wanted to gift you both with a wonderful dream; I didn’t expect it to turn out like this..."

Meng Yun nearly tripped over his tongue saying this.

But he was loyal and did not expose Xiao Bai.

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Speaking of which, Wuya’s virginity was indeed remarkable; it was very replenishing, haha, Qinghe was actually the beneficiary.