Chapter 1 — One World Only for Her

I attack Thanh Lanh Immortal Venerable, just because I want to borrow him as a furnace to refine tools. However, after using him, my cultivation level did not increase even half a fraction. Just as I was planning to try a few more times, lines of bullet-like text suddenly appeared in front of my eyes: 【Women, don't waste your efforts anymore, the male lead can only increase his cultivation by dual cultivating with the female lead.】 【He is the female lead's exclusive double cultivator partner, the female side still dares to be delusional?】 The next day, I left him an envelope: 【Our evil sect and the righteous path cannot be combined. travel. From now on, let's break it off, please don't go back and forth.】 I originally thought that with my status as a demon girl, he would back down, and from now on, we would break off all friendship. Who would have thought that when he saw that I was preparing to find another male cultivator to practice together, he fell into a demonic state, lost control, and brutally took me back! That day, he locked me in the cave, my eyes covered in blood, and my body no longer had half of the noble aura of the previous Thanh Lanh Immortal Venerable. His voice was hoarse, low, like a wild animal trapped for a long time: "To To... I have practiced secret techniques." “Definitely… will be more powerful than them.” 1 On the wedding night with Immortal Venerable Luc Uyen, I performed the secret technique of Hop Hoan Tong. Just because - Luc Uyen is the only pure ocean holy body on the nine continents. From the supreme master of Hop Hoan Tong, to the little junior sister who had just entered the sect, no one dreamed of winning him. However, Luc Uyen's nature was cold and immaculate, no matter how many arrogant sons in the sect spent hundreds of years of effort, it still did not move him even half of it. In the end, this task fell to someone else - a waste of the sect. I chased Luc Uyen for thousands of years, in the end, when he passed away, I risked my life, transformed into mortal to save him, and then forced him to repay me with my own body. Seven days and seven nights entangled, skin to skin, blood mixed with blood. I was filled with joy, confident that my spiritual energy would skyrocket like a bamboo shoot after the rain. In the quiet room, I regulate my energy and try to encourage the flow of spiritual energy. …But, my cultivation still hasn't improved by half. Just before I had time to be frightened, a line of words suddenly appeared before my eyes like heavenly sounds: 【Stupid woman! Do you really think that as long as you take the male lead's Yuanyang, your cultivation level can increase?】 【The male lead is the female lead's only double cultivator, only by dual cultivating with her can his cultivation increase. Is this female supporting character... worthy?】 【Fortunately, the female main character is about to go into seclusion, from now on the male main character will no longer look back at the supporting female character once.】 【Poor farce... just wait until the great war between fairies and demons breaks out, the female supporting character will be personally beheaded by the male main character!】 Reading this, my heart is cold to the point of numbness. I began to frantically recall thousands of years of chasing Luc Uyen. Just discovered, maybe... he never really loved me. Even during the seven days and seven nights of being entangled, skin to skin, blood mixed with blood, his eyes looking at me were still as calm as a lake without ripples, like an ancient well with a dry bottom. It turns out, he wasn't born cold-hearted... It's just that the person who moved his heart... was never me. A lot of candles can't help him improve his cultivation, so for him, what's the use of keeping it? The next day, I left a retirement letter, packed my luggage, and quietly returned to Hop Hoan Tong. Just arrived At the sect, my little sister saw me returning alone and asked in surprise: "Senior sister, aren't you already married? Why... didn't you bring the priest back?" The story of me and Luc Uyen's great marriage shocked the whole nine continents, both good and evil knew. I tried to force a smile, my voice as calm as the breeze: "I... retired him." The little junior sister softly whispered a sentence, then suddenly let out a sharp explosion, so frightened that she was almost stunned: "Sister... what did you just say?! You retire from Luc Uyen - it's hard to see a proud son of the righteous path in ten thousand years, that sect leader of Thanh Van Sect?!" I nodded. The little junior sister immediately grabbed my shoulder and shook me frantically, her face full of disbelief: "Senior sister, you're confused! Luc Uyen is a pure yang holy body, just cultivating with him once, it's better than a mortal practicing for hundreds of years! Such a good lot, are you saying you should give up?!" I replied faintly: "He... can't." The little junior sister immediately turned to stone, her eyes as if she had seen the most absurd thing in the world: "He... he is a pure Yang holy body, but... it's not possible?!" I nodded seriously: "Yes." …I lied. Luc Uyen is just fine - he is truly outstanding. The first time he was able to last seven days and seven nights, I almost couldn't stand it. Only because I wanted to improve my cultivation did I grit my teeth and endure, biting my tongue and forcing myself to endure. But... those seven days and seven nights, my cultivation level did not increase even half a fraction. How can I tell little sister that Luc Uyen was originally another woman's exclusive lover? Based on those lines of bullets, we know the truth - This world is nothing more than a novel of love. And Luc Uyen's double cultivation partner... is his disciple, Tham Tam Tram. And I... am just a supporting female cannon in the story, the only tool to promote the feelings of the male and female protagonists. Later, because I was jealous of Luc Uyen's favor towards the female lead, I repeatedly attempted to harm her. The end result was that Luc Uyen completely hated me and personally abolished all his cultivation. Losing your cultivation level, in this dangerous world of cultivating immortals, is like waiting for death. In the end, I was captured by the Demon Cultivation Corpse Sect and transformed into a blood corpse - forever losing my sanity. If that's the outcome... I'd rather escape as soon as possible to avoid falling into that situation one day. Little Junior Sister was still immersed in the shock, stammering: "I... I still find it hard to believe... how could a pure Yang holy body... not be possible?" I patted her shoulder gently, my voice was serious as if advising: "It can't be said that it's completely impossible... But I used charm, he could only hold on a little. Believe me, the time is really too short... Otherwise, how could my cultivation level not increase by half a point?"{Read full at page Nguyet Hoa Cac} Little Junior Sister half-trusted, half-suspicious, grabbed my wrist, sending spiritual power to investigate. “Luc Uyen… really… no—” Before she could finish her words, her expression suddenly distorted, as if her worldview collapsed right before her eyes. Seeing that, I silently sighed. Oh, look… why are you so panicked? It's just that his pure Yang holy body and the scriptures written in the sect are not the same, what's the point of making her three gates crumble like that? I decided to calm little sister down a bit: “Little sister, in two days, help me find some monks. body cultivator, that kind of strong body. At that time, senior sister will let you know what a useful man is." The little junior sister immediately shook her head like a drum: “Senior sister! No… no!” I frowned, tilted my head in thought: “What? A few people isn't enough? Then you can find a few dozen people! After all, the demand in our sect is always high, some of them are indeed quite few." The little sister shook even more violently, her face turned pale, and she even raised her hand to make a 'shush' gesture to signal me to be quiet. “To Duan… You… only got married eight days ago… left a retirement letter and then left… just because of this?” Hearing that, I frowned slightly and reflexively turned my head back. I only saw Luc Uyen holding his sword floating in the air right behind me. The man was originally as cold as snow, never showing his emotions easily, but at this moment, the corner of his lips curled up into a cold smile, like ice and snow three thousand feet deep. In the pair of eyes like cold stars covered with frost, there was a billowing cold murderous aura that made people tremble. With just one breath of air, my blood seemed to stagnate and my soul was forced to tremble. 2 My junior sister and I have low cultivation level, how can we withstand that pressure? My legs were shaking, almost unable to stand. Wait… Where is the sect's barrier?! This was a barrier arranged by the four elders joining forces, which should have been able to block an entire army of demonic cultivators... Yet Luc Uyen just quietly charged in, like water flowing through a stream, not making a single sound! Luc Uyen looked down at me, his voice was as cold as frost covered with snow, each word seemed engraved into my bones: "To Duan..." "Who told you..." "Seven days... is my limit?" I originally thought that after Luc Uyen heard the words I intentionally spread out, he would kill me with one sword. But... unexpectedly, he just threw down one sentence, then turned and left. Looking at that cold back, my heart felt empty, as if something had just been hollowed out. But then, suddenly remembering that bullet, I pursed my lips and smiled faintly - the only person he really cared about was his disciple, Tham Tam Tram. To him, I am nothing more than an unexpected accident. I'm afraid... even if he says one more word to me, he will feel inconvenienced. That's it... that's good. After all, I left behind a retirement letter, from now on, we have water from rivers and lakes, and everyone goes their separate ways.