Senior Sister Really Likes to Cheat

"Yeah..."

Ye Xuan seized this opening to gasp for air. His voice was hoarse, carrying a trace of bitterness:

"If I really had awakened some memories, if I truly was the gentle husband you spoke of, then how could I possibly ignore you?"

Xia Lengyue let go of him, her eyes vacant.

It was true. If he really had awakened his past life's memories, then that man who was as gentle as water and obedient to her every whim could never hurt her in the slightest.

Ye Xuan slumped to the ground, clutching his neck and coughing violently.

She looked down at him from above. The doubts in her heart hadn't completely dissipated, but they were overtaken by a profound sense of powerlessness.

"Then why..." She bit her lip. "Why are you so resistant to me?"

Ye Xuan sat on the ground, taking a long moment to catch his breath.

He looked up at Xia Lengyue.

This time, his gaze had changed.

It was no longer the submissive inferiority from before, nor was it a cold detachment.

Instead, it was a deep, bone-deep exhaustion.

An exhaustion that could not be faked.

"Senior Sister, since we've already laid everything out in the open, I won't waste any more time."

Ye Xuan leaned against the pavilion pillar and let out a long sigh.

He decided to show his hand.

Or rather, half of his hand.

A mix of truth and falsehood, blending reality with illusion—that was the most brilliant kind of lie.

"Junior Brother, just tell me directly. What exactly do you know?" Xia Lengyue's heart leaped into her throat, and she nervously clenched the hem of her skirt.

Ye Xuan looked at her, his expression complex.

"These past few days, many blurry fragments of memories have indeed surfaced in my mind."

"But... none of them are very pleasant."

He hesitated for a moment before lowering his head. His voice was very soft, yet every word cut like a knife:

"In those memories... Senior Sister... really liked to cheat on me!"

"What?"

Xia Lengyue trembled all over, as if struck by lightning.

She instinctively wanted to refute it, to shout "I didn't," but the words died on her lips. She couldn't bring herself to say them.

After a long time, she finally asked in a trembling voice:

"S-so what?"

Ye Xuan raised his head, his eyes heartbreakingly clear.

"So?"

He spread his hands, his logic so clear it was irrefutable:

"Senior Sister, I am a normal man."

"Even if I'm living off a woman, even if my status is lowly."

"But please tell me, Senior Sister, how could I fall in love with a woman who, in my subconscious, has betrayed me so many times and cuckolded me countlessly?"

"Every time you get close to me, every time you want to touch me."

"The only thought that pops into my head is—this hand just touched another man. This mouth just kissed another man."

"How do you expect me to respond to that?"

"I only feel... disgusted."

Ye Xuan said the word "disgusted" very lightly.

But to Xia Lengyue, it was ten thousand times sharper than any divine weapon.

She stared blankly at Ye Xuan.

At this very moment, all her pride, all her dominance, all her overbearing nature shattered completely before this single word.

The charm she was so proud of was, in Ye Xuan's eyes... disgusting?

"No... that's not it..."

Tears streamed from Xia Lengyue's eyes. She waved her hands in a panic, like a little girl caught doing something wrong, desperately trying to explain:

"That was in our past life! That was... I did that to survive in the cruel cultivation world! I had no choice!"

"And... and that woman already regrets it! She knows she was wrong!"

"Now, she keeps herself pure as jade. She doesn't even glance at anyone but you! Truly!"

She rushed forward, wanting to grab Ye Xuan's hand to prove her innocence.

But Ye Xuan calmly stepped aside, avoiding her grasp.

He looked at Xia Lengyue and said calmly:

"Senior Sister is right. As far as that woman is concerned, she feels that since she has paid the price, she deserves forgiveness."

"But the problem is..."

Ye Xuan pointed at himself:

"Whether to forgive or not is up to the victim."

"It's not a rule that just because the abuser cries bitterly, the victim must smile and say it's okay."

"There is no such logic in this world."

These words were like a heavy sledgehammer, smashing ruthlessly against Xia Lengyue's heart.

She stumbled backward two steps, the light in her eyes shattering bit by bit.

All this time, she had been immersed in her self-gratifying atonement. She felt that by giving Ye Xuan a Heavenly Dao Foundation, giving him the best resources, and restoring his dignity, she was showing love. This was her compensation.

But she had never considered...

If it wasn't accepted, all of this so-called compensation was nothing but a joke.

Xia Lengyue stared at him blankly, then suddenly let out a miserable laugh:

"Heh... It seems you really have remembered."

She jerked her head up, no longer hiding anything:

"That's right! I might as well tell you the truth!"

"You are my husband from my past life! Ye Xuan!"

"Now, I seek neither the Great Dao nor eternal life. I only seek to rekindle our past destiny!"

"And for that, I am willing to pay any price!"

"Rekindle our past destiny..."

Ye Xuan softly chewed over these words, a faint, somewhat sorrowful smile hooking the corners of his mouth.

"Senior Sister, why must you be so stubborn?"

"Since these are all matters of a past life, they should end in the past life."

"Death is like the snuffing out of a lamp."

"The Ye Xuan of the previous life is already dead."

"The current me only wants to live a good life."

Seeing his impenetrable demeanor, anger once again surged into Xia Lengyue's heart.

She sneered, her tone turning sharp and caustic:

"Live a good life?"

"Ye Xuan, don't forget who gave you the life you have right now!"

"The purple robes you wear, the pills you consume, the spirit stones you use, even the Heavenly Dao Foundation within your body... which of these isn't mine?"

"You used my resources, enjoyed my protection, and now you're telling me 'they should end in the past life'?"

"You think you can just wash your hands of this and walk away?"

"Keep dreaming!"

She pointed at the storage ring on Ye Xuan's finger, her tone mocking:

"What? Now that you've taken full advantage of me, you want to just walk away?"

"If you want to play the righteous gentleman, then why don't you spit out everything you've swallowed!"

This was indeed Ye Xuan's weak spot.

It was also the reason he had always been criticized for shamelessly living off a woman while acting arrogantly.

But Ye Xuan was prepared for this.

Instead of feeling ashamed, he took a step forward, his gaze blazing like a torch, staring straight into Xia Lengyue's soul:

"If things truly are as I remember them."

"Then Senior Sister..."

"In our past life, when you extracted my heart's blood to refine pills, did you ever think of me?"

"When you dug out my sword bone to curry favor with that Dao Child, did you ever think of me?"

"In my past life, I braved life and death for you, scouring the world for spiritual herbs for you. And what did I get in return?"

"A boning knife!"

Ye Xuan's voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying the pent-up resentment of two lifetimes:

"So what if I used a few of your resources in this life?"

"Compared to the life I lost in the past, compared to the pain of a thousand cuts that I suffered, what does this amount to?"

"This is nothing but the interest you owe me! It doesn't even count as interest!"

Xia Lengyue's face turned as pale as paper, her body swaying as if about to collapse.

Every single word was like a heavy sledgehammer, ruthlessly smashing against her heart.

Irrefutable.

Completely and utterly irrefutable.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and restored his cold tone:

Furthermore.

Although I used your resources, I, Ye Xuan, have always acted with a clear conscience.

Over the past half-year, I have never cast a second glance at another woman.

I haven't used your spirit stones to keep other women, nor have I used your magical artifacts to curry favor with anyone.

Compared to Senior Sister in your past life, who used her husband's flesh and blood to please her paramour...

Ye Xuan smiled contemptuously:

When it comes to loyalty, I am much better than you, Senior Sister.

Shame, anger, despair, love... countless emotions exploded within Xia Lengyue's chest.

Finally, they morphed into utter madness.

A terrifying storm of spiritual energy suddenly erupted, with her at the epicenter!

The surrounding viewing platform was instantly reduced to dust, with countless fragments of rubble suspended in the air.

Xia Lengyue's hair flew wildly and her eyes were bloodshot, looking as if she had fallen into demonic deviation.

It seems you have no intention of forgiving me?

Her voice no longer sounded human; instead, it resembled an evil spirit from the Nine Netherworlds.

Ye Xuan stood at the center of the storm, his clothes flapping violently in the wind, yet he remained completely motionless.

He sighed, his expression one of helplessness:

I can forgive you.

But after I forgive you, I hope we can go our separate ways and never disturb each other for the rest of our lives.

This is for your own good as well.

Go our separate ways?

Xia Lengyue repeated those words, suddenly throwing her head back and laughing aloud. Her laughter was shrill and frantic:

What a fine go our separate ways!

I waited in bitter agony for hundreds of years just to reunite with you!

And you think you can just brush me off with a single sentence about going our separate ways?

She suddenly lowered her head, fixing a death glare on Ye Xuan as she advanced step by step.

With her approach, a suffocating spiritual pressure pressed down on Ye Xuan like a massive mountain.

Do you think I will back down because of this?

Ye Xuan, you are too naive.

I don't care if you hate me.

You are my only cure, and I must have you.

Even if I have to lock you in a cage for the rest of your life, even if I only get your corpse... you must be mine!

She was no longer pretending; she had laid all her cards on the table!

Xia Lengyue finally tore away all her disguises, revealing her paranoid, selfish, and crazed true nature.

Ye Xuan looked at her. There was no fear in his heart, only a calmness he had long anticipated.

He knew the negotiation had reached its most critical juncture.

If he clashed head-on with her now, he would undoubtedly die.

He had to give her an out, a glimmer of hope, an empty promise to cling to.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, withstanding the terrifying pressure, and slowly spoke:

Senior Sister, I've been talking to you for so long, but you still haven't listened.

Xia Lengyue paused her movements: What?

Ye Xuan looked at her, his gaze softening slightly, as if making a helpless compromise:

I never said I would never accept you.

I only said... I can't do it right now.

There is too much pain in my memories, and those scars are still bleeding. If you force me now, it will only make me hate you more. It will only make me leave you, even if I have to self-destruct to do it.

Give me some time.

Let me slowly forget those terrible memories, and let me see your good sides once again.

This sentence was like a lifeline, and Xia Lengyue, who had been on the verge of a total breakdown, instantly grasped it.

The red glint in her eyes flickered uncertainly, and her oppressive aura retracted slightly:

Time? How long do you need?

Ye Xuan held up a single finger, his tone resolute:

Ten years.

In ten years, I will completely accept you, forget the past, and start over with you.

Xia Lengyue narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing him with suspicion.

Then, she let out a cold sneer:

Ten years?

Ye Xuan, you really know how to scheme.

You want to use my resources to increase your strength over these ten years so you can run away, don't you?

Having his intentions exposed, Ye Xuan's expression remained entirely unchanged.

Instead, he nodded frankly:

That's right, I also want to become stronger.

I don't want to always be a kept man living off a woman; I want to have the power to protect you.

Moreover...

Ye Xuan looked at her, a trace of provocation in his eyes:

Senior Sister is a Heaven's Chosen among Heaven's Chosen.

Even if I cultivate desperately for ten years, I will at most reach the Golden Core stage. How could I possibly be a match for you, Senior Sister?

Do you have so little confidence in yourself, Senior Sister? Do you really think that with ten years, you wouldn't be able to suppress someone like me who is starting from scratch?