Was it you that night?
Chapter 252 - 250: In my life, there will be no one else but you.

Chapter 252: Chapter 250: In my life, there will be no one else but you.

Shen Qinghe thought to herself, now he isn’t listening to her either? Isn’t the outcome the same whether they are married or not?

Realizing that Shen Qinghe wasn’t responding, Dongfang Wuya remembered that she had been forbidden to speak.

He lifted the ban on her speech, looking at her expectantly, "Shen Qinghe, do say something."

Shen Qinghe said earnestly, "I only wish to cultivate diligently and am not interested in discussing feelings for the time being. Today, although we managed to drive off the Changkong Sword Saint, who’s to say there won’t be stronger experts coming to challenge us? Mr. Wuya, our feelings aren’t that important, staying alive is of greater importance..."

"I am here, I will protect you, as long as you marry me," Dongfang Wuya interrupted Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe shook her head, "You still don’t understand. How could you have known a year ago that you would be trapped and unable to attend your own wedding? There are always people beyond us; if many take this rumor seriously and truly intend to eliminate me, you might protect me for a moment, but can you protect me for a lifetime? If they all attack in unison and hold you back, won’t you be too busy to care for me? Only if I become stronger myself—"

"There is wisdom in those words. Very well, let us engage in Dual Cultivation!" Dongfang Wuya grasped Shen Qinghe into his arms, "I permit you to use my body, it will aid your Cultivation Base."

Shen Qinghe: ...

Dongfang Wuya approached the immobile Shen Qinghe, his tone indifferent as he spoke, "Do say something."

He had already compromised a great deal, he could tolerate not having the title for now, and he was even willing to let her use his body for free to aid her cultivation. If she failed to seize this opportunity, it would be foolish.

Shen Qinghe looked at him helplessly, "This can’t be so ambiguous."

"What’s ambiguous? I have lived in the Simple Residence Courtyard for a year now, isn’t everything between us clear? I am willing to let you use my body, you should wisely accept my kindness. Shen Qinghe, do not make me angry!" Dongfang Wuya glared coldly at Shen Qinghe.

All the patience and good temper he had in his life, he had given to her, even if it meant being trampled underfoot, he did so with relish.

"No!" Shen Qinghe firmly responded.

No sooner had her words fallen than a fierce wind arose around them, and the entire Sky Pole Sect was engulfed in dark clouds.

The wrath of the gods could devastate heaven and earth!

Seeing this, Shen Qinghe was terribly frightened and hurriedly said, "Don’t be angry. Rumors are currently spreading that I am the World-Ending Catastrophe, if you destroy the Sky Pole Sect, the Three Realms will truly see me as the catastrophe. Mr. Wuya, you really have a terrible temper!"

It was only then that Dongfang Wuya noticed the change in the surroundings. He knitted his brows, trying to calm himself, but this woman, Shen Qinghe, had a way of infuriating him.

"Then give me a kiss, and I won’t be angry anymore. Hurry up." No sooner had Dongfang Wuya finished speaking, than the sky grew even darker.

Fearing the situation might actually worsen, Shen Qinghe immediately stepped forward and gave him a peck.

Her kiss indeed worked wonders, the next moment the sky above the Sky Pole Sect was clear and cloudless; where was there any sign of dark clouds?

Seeing Dongfang Wuya smile like a blossoming flower, she suddenly felt that she had indeed provoked an ancestor, no wonder Zuo An called him an ancestor.

If he wasn’t the ancestor, then who was?

Within the Sky Pole Sect, everyone else witnessed this bizarre scene dumbfounded. No one understood what was happening. While they were in panic, the dark clouds dissipated into nothingness, as if the odd sight they had seen was merely an illusion.

"Could Qinghe really be the World-Ending Catastrophe?" The speaker was An Lu.

She wanted to take this opportunity to tarnish Shen Qinghe’s reputation, and ideally to drive Shen Qinghe out of the Sky Pole Sect.

"Whether Qinghe is a World-Ending Catastrophe, I do not know, but if you dare to spout nonsense, you will surely bring disaster upon yourself," Shu Xiu said with an ironic twist of her lips.

No sooner had her voice fallen than everyone tactfully put more distance between themselves and An Lu.

Qinghe was not to be trifiled with these days, everyone had seen her in action. Even the Changkong Sword Saint was no match for her. To truly offend Qinghe meant walking down a path to certain death.

An Lu could be on the brink of death for all they cared.

An Lu, witnessing this scene, was furious, feeling these people lacked principle.

Just because Shen Qinghe’s cultivation base was profound, everyone was fearful of her. Even Rong Yu, who usually was close to her, stayed far away.

Actually, Rong Yu’s thoughts were quite simple. She liked Xiao Chen, and Shen Qinghe had Dongfang Wuya. With a man like Dongfang Wuya by Shen Qinghe’s side, what chance did she have to look at other men?

Since Shen Qinghe was not her romantic rival, there was naturally no need for Rong Yu to provoke Shen Qinghe and invite misfortune upon herself.

Meanwhile, Mr. Wuya, bubbled with pink sparkles all over him because of Shen Qinghe’s kiss. He held onto her hand firmly, heading towards the Simple Residence Courtyard, refusing to let go no matter how much Shen Qinghe struggled.

He could have gone straight to the Simple Residence Courtyard, but instead deliberately took his time to return, allowing many on the road to witness the scene of their holding hands.

Shen Qinghe wore an expression of utter despair, yet Mr. Wuya said that since she kissed him, and it was she who initiated it, it meant she was giving him a chance.

The hell she was giving him a chance, her kiss was clearly coerced by him.

On their way back to the Simple Residence Courtyard, Dongfang Wuya took the opportunity to assert his claim over Shen Qinghe, barely stopping short of kissing and cuddling publicly.

The crowd’s suggestive glances shuttled back and forth between Shen Qinghe and Dongfang Wuya. One even dared to ask Dongfang Wuya, "May I inquire when we might enjoy the wedding feast of Mr. Wuya and Qinghe?"

Dongfang Wuya glanced at Shen Qinghe before replying with a smile, "Soon."

Shen Qinghe let Dongfang Wuya sing his own praises, keeping quiet so as not to embarrass him.

But once they returned to the Simple Residence Courtyard, she immediately clarified her stance, "You must be reasonable..."

"I am being reasonable with you. After all, there is nothing ambiguous between us now..."

As Dongfang Wuya heard this, he interrupted her, "Shen Qinghe, listen to me. I think it’s hard to predict what life may bring. A year ago, I thought I could marry you, and only now I realize plans cannot keep up with changes. No matter what the future holds, I want to live under the same roof as you. You said you want to focus on cultivation, then you do your cultivation. My fondness for you is my own affair..."

This was the first time Shen Qinghe had heard him explicitly say he liked her. Even when they were about to get married back then, he only said marrying her was his responsibility.

"Let me tell you, if you provoke me, don’t expect to get away unscathed. I can give you time to consider, but you can’t make me wait too long. I’ve lived in the Simple Residence Courtyard for a year now, and my reputation has been tarnished by you. Everyone knows I’m like second-hand goods that you’ve used..."

Unable to hold back, Shen Qinghe retorted, "Mr. Wuya, rest assured, your market value is still very good. There are quite a few female cultivators who are hoping to take over this ’second-hand goods’ of yours."

"But this gentleman prefers to be devoted. In my life, aside from you, there will be no one else," Dongfang Wuya said solemnly, his peach blossom eyes filled with deep affection as he looked at Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe, under his intense gaze, felt a flush of heat and annoyance, "A man’s mouth is a deceitful ghost, I’ll judge you by your actions in the future!"

With those words, she turned and stormed into the bedroom.