Was it you that night?
Chapter 253 - 251: Shen Qinghe, Dare You Remarry and Try?

Chapter 253: Chapter 251: Shen Qinghe, Dare You Remarry and Try?

Shen Zhiyao heard the conversation between the two and, upon seeing Qinghe’s shy demeanor, couldn’t help but sigh wistfully, "A daughter grows up and drifts away from her mother, this girl is too easily led astray."

Was Qinghe about to surrender just because of a sweet nothing from Dongfang Wuya?

Could it be that this girl had long held affection for Mr. Wuya but pushed away the marriage proposal because she was unsure of his feelings for her?

Qinghe must have been overjoyed inwardly when Dongfang Wuya suddenly confessed his feelings for her.

In fact, Shen Qinghe wasn’t sure about her own feelings for Dongfang Wuya, but when he said he liked her, she felt both happy and sweet in her heart.

When she and Mr. Wuya had become intimately involved, she hadn’t felt repulsed, only guilty for tarnishing his innocence. Now, knowing that he liked her, she couldn’t deny that she was pleased.

But she still needed to focus on her cultivation, so she wouldn’t let a man hinder her progress.

Shen Zhiyao went to the courtyard to practice swordplay with Qinghe, but accidentally knocked over a flowerpot.

"Strange, when did the Simple Residence Courtyard get such a beautiful flower?"

Shen Qinghe thought nothing of it, "Wasn’t it always here?"

Shen Zhiyao didn’t give it much thought and continued practicing swordplay with Shen Qinghe.

Inside the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Xiao Chen was monitoring the Simple Residence Courtyard through that very flowerpot.

Up until today, he had comforted himself with the possibility that Shen Qinghe and Dongfang Wuya might not continue to be together, but seeing Shen Qinghe’s reaction to Dongfang Wuya’s confession had convinced him of one thing—he couldn’t remain passive any longer.

Hoping for Yan Changsheng to act was futile.

Yan Changsheng had recently lost all his fighting spirit and seemed completely dispirited; Xiao Chen had to find a way to separate Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe.

A month later, a rumor that Nan Sheng was the World-Ending Catastrophe spread throughout the cultivation world.

The rumor claimed that the woman Dongfang Wuya truly loved was Nan Sheng, and that Dongfang Wuya was a descendant of an Ancient God.

Initially, Dongfang Wuya deeply loved Nan Sheng, but because she was infatuated with Yan Changsheng, Dongfang Wuya turned his attention to Shen Qinghe.

Why exclusively Shen Qinghe? Simply because she was the woman Yan Changsheng had cast aside, and Dongfang Wuya got together with her to get back at Nan Sheng.

After Nan Sheng broke up with Yan Changsheng, she wanted to be with Dongfang Wuya again, who chose Shen Qinghe out of morality and responsibility.

To take revenge on Dongfang Wuya, Nan Sheng dragged Shen Qinghe down with her, conspiring with the Holy Maiden of the Formless Sect to find an opportunity to eliminate Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe, who stayed in the Simple Residence Courtyard all day and didn’t go out, didn’t hear about these rumors until another month had passed.

Upon hearing the news, Shen Zhiyao had mixed feelings of laughter and tears, "Who knows which blind person is spreading these rumors, how can there be such an outrageous story, it couldn’t possibly be concocted by the Changkong Sword Saint, could it?"

However, Shen Qinghe shook her head, "Why do I feel like the real target of the person spreading the rumors is Mr. Wuya? This person knows a lot about the grudge between me and Nan Sheng."

After giving it some thought, Shen Zhiyao agreed, "Moreover, this person is quite the storyteller, claiming Mr. Wuya got together with you to get back at Nan Sheng, and claiming he stayed with you out of morality and responsibility..."

Listening to this, Shen Qinghe secretly felt alarmed.

The most fundamental reason why she and Mr. Wuya cancelled their marriage arrangement was that she believed Dongfang Wuya was with her out of a sense of morality and responsibility, so why did the rumor base its story on that particular aspect?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the rumor targeted Dongfang Wuya.

"Elder sister, you first focus on your cultivation, I’ll go talk to Mr. Wuya," Shen Qinghe said as she headed to her own bedroom.

There, in a swath of red, Dongfang Wuya lay on his bed, snuggling with the pillow she usually slept with and sniffing it.

Shen Qinghe: ...

Without looking up, Dongfang Wuya said, "Shen Qinghe, your pillow seems to have a stench."

"I haven’t been sleeping on it recently, you have. If there’s a stench, it’s your own doing," Shen Qinghe replied irritably.

Dongfang Wuya gave her a teasing look, "When will you conduct dual cultivation with me?"

Shen Qinghe felt at a loss for words.

In the past month, he asked her the same question every day. It seemed that apart from dual cultivation, he couldn’t find another topic to talk about.

"I have something serious to discuss. Rumors are swirling that you’re smitten with Nan Sheng, and that she’s the World-Ending Catastrophe. Isn’t that akin to putting you on the rack over an open fire?" Shen Qinghe broached the matter at hand.

"What’s there to fear? Don’t I have you to protect me?" Dongfang Wuya beckoned to Shen Qinghe, "You’ve been ignoring me for a whole day, come and keep me company for a while."

Shen Qinghe ignored Dongfang Wuya’s last remark, staring at him with a complex expression, "You’re counting on me to protect you?"

He was the last remaining god in this world, and she, a cultivator who didn’t know her own level of cultivation, was to protect him?

"Wasn’t it you who said you’d protect me? What then, do your words mean nothing?" Dongfang Wuya retorted with a cold, taunting smile.

Shen Qinghe had once harbored such an overestimated notion, but now she felt she had been too naive at the time.

"I take back what I said. Now, you’re the target of others, don’t be too complacent. You should at least practice cultivation a bit. If the whole world turns against you one day, do you think you could stand against all the cultivators of the cultivation world by yourself? Ah, no, that’s wrong, it’s everyone in the Three Realms against you—"

Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled forward by a force, tumbling right on top of Dongfang Wuya.

Her eyes widened in annoyance, "I’m discussing serious matters with you!"

Clearly, someone was plotting against him in the shadows, yet why did he show no sense of urgency?

Right now, this matter had only spread within the cultivation world, but if it got out to the Three Realms, and everyone knew Dongfang Wuya was a descendant of the Divine Race with potentially world-ending cultivation, wouldn’t those people seize the chance to eliminate him before his divine powers awoke?

"I think nothing is as important as you," Dongfang Wuya earnestly replied. "Give me a kiss, and then I’ll listen to you and go cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinghe couldn’t help but get angry. But annoyingly, Dongfang Wuya’s cultivation was stronger than hers, and without him releasing her, she couldn’t break free from his hold.

"Cultivation is your own business; no one can help you with it. Let me tell you, if the Three Realms united against you, you might not be able to stand against them all. If you died, I would surely find another daoist companion—"

Dongfang Wuya burst out laughing in frustration, "Shen Qinghe, I dare you to see another man?!"

"By then, you will no longer be here, so what’s stopping me from marrying someone else? Moreover, it’s not considered remarrying, since we were never wed. How can you speak of remarriage?" Shen Qinghe argued vehemently.

Dealing with Dongfang Wuya was actually not so difficult. She held sway over him simply because he hadn’t yet married her.

Dongfang Wuya stared intently at the triumphant Shen Qinghe for a long while, then suddenly, without warning, kissed her fiercely.

Only when Shen Qinghe nearly suffocated did he let her go, casually remarking, "This lord needs to cultivate. You’re disturbing me, get out!"

Shen Qinghe: ...