As she watched the scene of such overwhelming affection unfold before her, Xiao Honglian completely lost her mind.
The venomous serpent of jealousy sank its fangs into her heart. The crimson light in her eyes seemed ready to drip blood, while her nails had already pierced her palms until they were a mangled mess of flesh and blood.
She wished she could erupt on the spot and burn that wretched woman leaning against Ye Xuan’s chest to ashes with the most vicious flames imaginable!
But—
She clenched her teeth, her entire body trembling like a sieve, and forcibly swallowed every trace of madness and jealousy back down.
She held herself back.
She did not even dare to release the slightest hint of hostility!
Because she had seen it clearly just moments ago.
The woman leaning against Ye Xuan’s chest—the woman Ye Xuan had called his wife and treated with a tenderness Xiao Honglian could never hope to receive again in this lifetime—
Was none other than the supreme ruler who now shook the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, acclaimed as the Number One Sword Under Heaven:
The Sword Sovereign, Ye Jiuhuang!
What drove her to even greater despair and terror was that the moment Ye Jiuhuang appeared, the aura she had inadvertently released directly suppressed the Flame Emperor origin Xiao Honglian was so proud of. Not even a spark of flame could emerge from it!
That was… the aura of a True Immortal!
A True Immortal expert who had surpassed the limits of mortality and stood above the Great Dao!
As for Xiao Honglian, though she was known as the supreme overlord, the Flame Emperor, her cultivation was merely at the Great Ascension stage!
Between the Great Ascension stage and the True Immortal realm lay an insurmountable chasm.
Before Ye Jiuhuang, this so-called Flame Emperor was not even worth considering a slightly larger ant.
A single sword aura from Ye Jiuhuang would be enough to reduce the lineage and cultivation she took pride in to ashes in an instant!
The absolute crushing difference in strength, combined with her utter defeat in matters of the heart, pressed down upon Xiao Honglian like two immovable mountains.
Like a pitiful, jealous stray dog driven mad yet utterly powerless, she could only kneel on the ground and watch helplessly as the man she had loved and regretted losing with her very life embraced the most noble and powerful True Immortal Goddess in the world and walked toward a happiness she could never reach.
She knelt upon the frigid clouds, her eyes wide with shock. The corners of her eyes had even split from the sheer intensity of her disbelief and jealousy, a thin streak of blood seeping out.
She stared fixedly at the man and woman before her, a pair who looked as though they had been made for each other. Once, Ye Xuan’s eyes had been reserved for gazing up at her. Now, they were filled with gentle affection for another woman.
“Husband, who is this?”
Ye Jiuhuang slightly raised her flawless, exquisite face from Ye Xuan’s embrace.
Her gaze passed over Ye Xuan’s shoulder and drifted lightly toward Xiao Honglian, who was kneeling on the ground, as though she were nothing more than an insignificant mote of dust.
Those limpid eyes held neither contempt nor hostility. There was only the lofty curiosity and indifference one might show toward a stranger.
That single glance caused Xiao Honglian more unbearable pain than any vicious curse in the world.
She was the Flame Emperor, worshiped by countless living beings as an unrivaled sovereign.
Yet in Ye Jiuhuang’s eyes, she was not even worthy of a second glance from the Sword Sovereign.
With one arm around Ye Jiuhuang’s slender waist, Ye Xuan wore a doting smile.
He did not even turn his head. In an utterly casual tone, as though introducing a weed by the roadside, he said flatly:
“Oh, her?”
“She’s just an old acquaintance from our time at the Scarlet Flame Sect. She used to be my fellow disciple.”
There was no mention of an unforgettable past, no love or hatred, no lingering emotions—only the dismissive words “old acquaintance” and “fellow disciple.”
Xiao Honglian’s body trembled violently. A muffled whimper, like that of a wounded beast, escaped her throat. Blood continued to spill from her bitten lips, dripping onto the cyan robes she had always been so proud of.
How she wanted to stand up and shout to Ye Jiuhuang:
I am the woman he once loved with his life! I am the eternal obsession in his heart!
But beneath the terrifying pressure of a True Immortal and faced with Ye Xuan’s utter indifference, she did not even have the courage to open her mouth.
“So she’s your fellow disciple, Husband.”
Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s answer, Ye Jiuhuang’s peerless face bloomed with a gentle smile capable of eclipsing the brilliance of heaven and earth.
Not only did she show no jealousy or wariness, she even gently slipped out of Ye Xuan’s embrace, assuming the bearing of the lady of the house—a legitimate wife with every right to do so.
With a warm smile, Ye Jiuhuang looked at Xiao Honglian and spoke in a clear, gentle voice:
“Since she is your fellow disciple, she is one of our own. A guest who has come from afar must naturally be welcomed properly.”
That word—“our”—struck Xiao Honglian like a heavy hammer, leaving her vision black.
Ye Jiuhuang and Ye Xuan were “we.”
And Xiao Honglian was merely a guest who needed to be entertained—a complete and utter… outsider!
Ye Jiuhuang did not notice Xiao Honglian’s face turning paler than a corpse’s. She naturally took Ye Xuan’s large hand and interlocked her fingers with his.
Their intimate pose, along with the betrothal immortal ring shining on her ring finger, was practically a torture device being dragged across Xiao Honglian’s eyes.
“You came at an opportune time today, Junior Sister.”
Ye Jiuhuang smiled. Her voice was as pleasant as heavenly music, yet every word struck at Xiao Honglian’s heart.
“Just now, I was discussing the details of our wedding with the Elder of Internal Affairs. My husband finds these things troublesome and has left everything for me to handle. He really is the most hands-off husband.”
Ye Jiuhuang cast Ye Xuan a coquettish glance, the myriad charms in her eyes making him smile with tremendous satisfaction.
Ye Xuan reached out and affectionately brushed the tip of his finger across Ye Jiuhuang’s delicate nose. His voice was filled with indulgence.
“I’ve always been a crude man who knows nothing of such tedious formalities. Since my wife is willing to take care of them, I’m more than happy to enjoy the leisure. Besides, our wedding will be announced throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Naturally, I can only rest easy if you oversee every detail yourself.”
As she watched the two of them flirt openly, completely oblivious to everyone around them, Xiao Honglian’s internal organs twisted and convulsed in agony!
Jealousy.
A jealousy powerful enough to incinerate the Eight Desolations surged wildly through every limb and bone in Xiao Honglian’s body.
Her eyes almost seemed ready to spew blood.
She stared fiercely at Ye Jiuhuang’s flawless face, a hysterical roar echoing in her heart:
Why? Why isn’t that woman standing beside him with a radiant smile me? All that tenderness, all that patience, every one of those soul-stirring calls of “wife”—they were supposed to belong to me!
It was me! I was the one who met him first! I was the one who won his heart first!
What are you, Ye Jiuhuang? You’re nothing but someone who picked up what I threw away!
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