Was it you that night?
Chapter 271 - 269: Shen Qinghe, Don’t You Love Me Anymore?

Nan Sheng was stumped by the question posed by the Heavenly Emperor.

This was a rumor spread by Nan Lan with the aim of uplifting herself and discrediting Shen Qinghe.

But at this moment, as the Heavenly Emperor gazed at her with such earnest eyes, she did not dare tell the truth. After carefully choosing her words, she replied, "I have never heard about this rumor, but my luck has been exceptionally good since I was young. I embarked on the path of cultivation with the body of a mortal. I had suffered serious injuries, but then I encountered Your Majesty, a noble person who provided me with life in a desperate situation, all thanks to Your Majesty’s blessing."

The Heavenly Emperor listened attentively, feeling that Nan Sheng’s luck was indeed excellent.

"His Excellency has heard that you have a fair number of admirers and that many outstanding figures from the Sky Pole Sect have fallen at your feet; is this true?" the Heavenly Emperor asked seriously.

Looking timidly at the Heavenly Emperor, Nan Sheng stammered, "I... I didn’t do it on purpose..."

The Heavenly Emperor, seeing Nan Sheng’s pitiable appearance, immediately felt a protective urge well up inside him. If he, such a flirtatious man, could not resist Nan Sheng’s beauty, then what about Dongfang Wuya?

Dongfang Wuya, being a man as well, would presumably be unable to resist Nan Sheng’s beauty.

He did not care whether Nan Sheng was actually the Daughter of the Heavenly Dao or not; he only knew that Nan Sheng’s beauty was rare in the Three Realms, and any man would be moved by such a woman.

Why not have Nan Sheng employ a beauty trap on Dongfang Wuya, or better yet, he would recognize Nan Sheng as his sworn sister and have her marry Dongfang Wuya, thus gaining Dongfang Wuya’s allegiance without resorting to military force.

Since ancient times, the beauty trap has always been the most effective.

No sooner had he disclosed his plan than Nan Sheng was over the moon, having not imagined that such good fortune would befall her.

Of course, she wanted to conquer Dongfang Wuya. Dongfang Wuya had always looked down upon her, but if she married into the Cultivation Realm as the Heavenly Emperor’s sworn sister, Dongfang Wuya would have no reason to push her away.

Would this not also confirm the plot within the book, that she would marry Dongfang Wuya as his wife?

When the time came and Shen Qinghe heard the news, it was hard to imagine how splendid her expression would be.

"Shengsheng’s life was saved by the Heavenly Emperor brother, and whatever the Heavenly Emperor brother wishes Shengsheng to do, she will do without complaint. Shengsheng is willing to work like a dog or a horse for the Heavenly Emperor brother!" Without hesitation, Nan Sheng agreed to the Heavenly Emperor’s request.

The Heavenly Emperor looked at Nan Sheng with complicated eyes, not expecting such an eager acceptance.

After all, she was the woman he liked, and if the situation had not forced him, how could he bear to push her into another man’s arms?

"You have no resentment towards His Excellency?" the Heavenly Emperor asked with a disheartened tone.

Nan Sheng certainly understood the fickleness of a man’s nature, her head bowed low, "Shengsheng is fortunate enough to have her life spared. Shengsheng knows that the Heavenly Emperor brother already has the Heavenly Queen Mother and the Harem’s three thousand beauties; Shengsheng doesn’t dare to covet what does not belong to her. Now, being able to share the Heavenly Emperor brother’s worries and relieve his troubles is Shengsheng’s honor."

Hearing her words, the Heavenly Emperor was in quite a good mood.

It was crucial to pacify Dongfang Wuya, and with the beauty he sent, Dongfang Wuya would not be quick to wave his fist or weapon at him, thus sparing himself a potential threat to his life.

Since ancient times, the beauty trap has always been the most effective.

Thereafter, he ordered his people to arrange the matter.

Dongfang Wuya, of course, was not aware that he had become the target of both the Heavenly Emperor and Nan Sheng, and he didn’t even know who Nan Sheng was.

He spent most of his days in the Simple Residence Courtyard, observing Shen Qinghe’s cultivation whenever he wasn’t sleeping.

He simply could not understand how she could steadfastly carry on with such monotonous cultivation day after day for an entire month.

Why is such a foolish activity more significant than accompanying him? Tens of thousands of years ago, this woman cared deeply for him, loving him more than her own life.

Yet now this woman had given him the cold shoulder, and it pained him deeply inside.

"Shen Qinghe, do you no longer love me?" Dongfang Wuya couldn’t help but confront Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe silently turned her back, not bothering to entertain this tedious man.

For nearly a month, he had asked her this question every day, how was she to respond?

She did like the original Dongfang Wuya, and that fondness had become tangible after Dongfang Wuya’s fall. She never quite understood her own feelings for Dongfang Wuya, but after his death, her heart ached as if being cut by a knife, and it was then she realized how deeply she had liked Dongfang Wuya, even more than she thought she did.

Unfortunately, Dongfang Wuya had returned but was no longer the man she had liked. He became the Dongfang Wuya from tens of thousands of years ago, and she wasn’t even sure if this person was the Dongfang Wuya she had liked.

Just by looking at his actions and the way he spoke, she could tell he was indeed the same person.

It was complicated.

Dongfang Wuya stood behind Shen Qinghe, looking at her back, feeling heartbroken.

He suddenly embraced Shen Qinghe from behind, "I shouldn’t have ignored you before, causing the destruction of the Three Realms; you already punished me then, letting me taste the pain of losing a loved one. It wasn’t easy for me to find you, how can you ignore me?"

Shen Qinghe pushed him away irritably, "I don’t remember the past, talking to me about it is pointless. Can you not disrupt my cultivation? I can’t concentrate with you doing this."

Dongfang Wuya held her even tighter, "Just say that you love me, and I’ll let go of you."

No sooner had Dongfang Wuya finished speaking than Shen Qinghe suddenly said, "If you don’t let go of me, don’t ever think of getting close to me again."

The next moment, Dongfang Wuya released her.

Indeed, he was still the same—nice words wouldn’t get through to him; he only listened when she threatened him.

"You’re quite unlikable now," Dongfang Wuya stated bluntly.

Shen Qinghe returned a fake smile, "If I’m so unlikable, you should stay away from me."

After some thought, Dongfang Wuya replied, "No matter how unlikable you are, I still like you."

Shen Qinghe couldn’t be bothered to continue the conversation and proceeded with her cultivation.

Shen Zhiyao, eavesdropping from outside, was still shocked by the revelation that the resurrected Dongfang Wuya was actually an Ancient God from hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Yet, such a formidable being still had to grovel in front of her younger sister; Qinghe was indeed impressive.

Then she heard Dongfang Wuya say, "Shen Qinghe, in fact, I can help you to become immortal. How about you give me a kiss, and we engage in dual cultivation, which will make your cultivation base soar..."

Shen Zhiyao was secretly astonished. What kind of strategy was this?

It couldn’t be considered a ’beauty trap,’ could it?

She wondered if Mr. Wuya had any special Immortal Pills, and if she took a few of those, would her cultivation speed up even more?

What Shen Zhiyao didn’t know was that Shen Qinghe was actually tempted when she heard that dual cultivation could help her become immortal; however, the moment she saw Dongfang Wuya’s smug expression, she became annoyed, "Get away!"

Of course, Dongfang Wuya knew Shen Qinghe was tempted.

He had recently learned about the Cultivator World, where cultivators spend their whole lives chasing Ascension and immortality, something as easy for him as eating.

Even his little Qinghe was cultivating with the goal of Ascension and becoming immortal.