Was it you that night?
Chapter 262 - 260: Wuya Returns!

Chapter 262: Chapter 260: Wuya Returns!

The Heaven Emperor furrowed his brows upon receiving the message, "Is Shen Qinghe really that formidable?"

Has she even injured his most beloved woman?

A few months ago, he descended to the Heaven Realm and helped Nan Sheng while she was in meditation, hoping Nan Sheng could ascend as soon as possible. Once Nan Sheng became immortal, he would be able to take her into his harem.

He thought his plan was foolproof, yet he didn’t expect Shen Qinghe to ruin his perfect scheme, causing Nan Sheng’s cultivation base to regress significantly.

Perhaps he should eliminate Shen Qinghe once and for all, to prevent any future troubles.

"This Fairy Qinghe is reputed to be the foremost female war god of The Four Seas and Eight Wilds, and that must be a fact. If Fairy Qinghe ascends, she could serve the Heaven Realm in the future." The Earth Immortal, unaware of the Heaven Emperor’s dark thoughts, said with enthusiasm.

Hearing this, the God of Fate sneered from the side, "The Heaven Realm has sent heavenly soldiers and generals to kill Mr. Wuya. Do you really think Fairy Qinghe would still be willing to serve the Heaven Realm?"

The Earth Immortal was at a loss for words.

The Heaven Emperor was silent for a moment before he said to the God of Fate, "Divine again for the World-Ending Catastrophe!"

The God of Fate thought to himself that Dongfang Wuya was already killed and Nan Sheng, the World-Ending Catastrophe, was severely injured. What else was there to divine?

But since the Heaven Emperor had asked, he had to divine anyway.

When the divination result came out, he was shocked and instinctively looked towards the Heaven Emperor.

Seeing the unusual expression on the God of Fate’s face, the Heaven Emperor demanded in a stern voice, "What does the divination show?"

Sweat beaded on the God of Fate’s forehead, and he spoke, trembling, "Allow your servant to divine once more."

There must have been a mistake in his divination.

When he completed the divination for the second time, his face turned pale. He fell to his knees with a thud, "Ziwei has fallen, the main star grows dim, the Heaven Realm will change hands, chaos will reign throughout the Three Realms, this is an omen of great misfortune!!"

Every Immortal Lord present, including the Heaven Emperor, changed their complexion.

The last time the God of Fate had divined, the result did not predict chaos throughout the Three Realms. Why, after killing Dongfang Wuya, did the divination turn out to be even more ominous? What exactly went wrong?

The Heaven Emperor knew the God of Fate never missed anything in his divinations, but he still refused to believe this omen, so he ordered the other Star Lords to divine as well.

However, all the Star Lords’ divination results were the same: chaos throughout the Three Realms and a changing of the guard in the Heaven Realm.

"It must have been wrong to kill Mr. Wuya in the first place, which led to such an aggravation of the situation." The Earth Immortal commented, breaking down in tears, "Oh, it shouldn’t have happened, Mr. Wuya was the last descendant of the Ancient Divine Race, how could he have been killed?"

The Heaven Emperor looked extremely pale. Initially, his decree to capture Dongfang Wuya, with the understanding that he’d be executed if resisted, was somewhat related to Nan Sheng and indeed was partially from his selfish motives.

Now it seemed that could Nan Sheng really be the World-Ending Catastrophe?

No, that can’t be right. Nan Sheng was such a beautiful woman; how could she possibly be the World-Ending Catastrophe? How much longer with her current cultivation would it be before she had a chance to ascend? Nan Sheng couldn’t possibly be the cataclysm,

It was clear from the beginning that the rumor was about Shen Qinghe being the World-Ending Catastrophe. Now that Dongfang Wuya was dead, Shen Qinghe’s reputation suddenly soared throughout The Four Seas and Eight Wilds, becoming the war god of The Four Seas and Eight Wilds. Some said that after Shen Qinghe ascended, she intended to ascend to the Upper Heaven Realm to avenge Dongfang Wuya.

So, it seems that Shen Qinghe is the real World-Ending Catastrophe.

As long as Shen Qinghe is killed, all future troubles can be forever avoided!

"Shen Qinghe is the World-Ending Catastrophe! She will avenge Dongfang Wuya and strike at the Heaven Realm. I must eliminate this calamity as soon as possible!" The Heaven Emperor’s face was grim, "Issue my imperial edict to capture Shen Qinghe to the Heaven Realm. If she resists..."

"The Emperor must not slaughter the innocent! It was precisely because we executed Mr. Wuya earlier that the situation worsened. If the Emperor indiscriminately kills Fairy Qinghe as well, I fear it will incite dissatisfaction within the cultivation world!" The Earth Immortal immediately understood the Heaven Emperor’s intent, which was to silence Shen Qinghe by killing her.

"Shen Qinghe is the World-Ending Catastrophe, and I am the one who eliminates threats to the Three Realms!" the Celestial Emperor insisted on his view.

"The real World-Ending Catastrophe is Nan Sheng. If anyone should be killed, it should be Nan Sheng, not Fairy Qinghe!" The Earth Immortal grew angry, feeling that the Celestial Emperor failed to distinguish right from wrong.

No wonder the Emperor Star had fallen.

Wasn’t it because the Celestial Emperor had shared a fleeting romance with Nan Sheng, that he always protected her? Nan Sheng held grudges against Shen Qinghe, clearly, the Celestial Emperor didn’t separate public from private matters.

Upon hearing this, the Celestial Emperor remembered that the Earth Immortal knew about his affairs in the cultivation world, and he raised his voice, "Guards, seize the Earth Immortal!"

The Earth Immortal understood the Celestial Emperor’s obstinacy and was greatly disappointed in him, "The real World-Ending Catastrophe is Nan Sheng. Your Majesty, by wrongfully killing the innocent, you will surely regret this..."

Before he could finish, the celestial soldiers dragged him away...

Within the Sky Pole Sect, Shen Qinghe had been cultivating for many days and felt tired, so she took a nap.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a naked man standing in front of the bed. Startled, she leapt up, "Who’s there?!"

The man looked down at her, and only then did she recognize his face; it was none other than Dongfang Wuya.

She tentatively reached out to touch Dongfang Wuya’s face and, feeling the warmth of his skin, she was both shocked and overjoyed, "Mr. Wuya, you’re awake?"

Dongfang Wuya looked at the woman before him and thought she looked familiar, but he couldn’t remember who she was. However, he knew she was occupying his bed.

"Get down, this is my bed!"

Shen Qinghe thought to herself, how could he still be as domineering as before? Clearly, this was her bed; how could he have the nerve to claim it as his? But this also confirmed that he had truly been resurrected.

She got out of bed, watching as Dongfang Wuya climbed into her bed naked, hugged her pillow, and promptly fell into deep sleep.

Seeing this, her eyes reddened as she took out a blanket to cover his bare body.

Just a few months ago, his remnant soul had barely formed a substance. She had been busy cultivating lately and hadn’t seen him for the better part of a month.

The last time she saw him, his soul was only the size of a palm; how could he have been resurrected so suddenly in such a short time?

Fearful of waking Dongfang Wuya, Shen Qinghe went out into the courtyard.

Shen Zhiyao was practicing her swordplay; seeing her with reddened eyes, she sheathed her sword, "Are you missing Mr. Wuya?"

Shen Qinghe shook her head, her voice choked, "He’s come back to life."

Shen Zhiyao thought she had misspoken and comforted her, "With his unique status, he was sure to come back to life."

"Elder sister, he’s resurrected. He just usurped my bed, and I, I’m just too happy," Shen Qinghe stepped forward and hugged Shen Zhiyao’s waist, wiping her tears on her sister’s body.

Shen Zhiyao, however, pushed her away without any sentiment and went to check her bedroom for herself.

Shen Qinghe whispered, "Elder sister, be quiet, don’t wake him."

The impetuous Shen Zhiyao did indeed tread lightly, but Meng Yun, the loudmouth, said, "Why is it so quiet if Wuya has woken up?"

They only confirmed Dongfang Wuya’s return when they reached the doorway of the bedroom and saw the man occupying Shen Qinghe’s bed.

"How is he so powerful? Others spend decades or even centuries nurturing their souls; how did he come back to life in less than a year?" This time, Meng Yun also lowered her voice, finding it unbelievable.