This was only logical, wasn't it? She was merely a mortal, how could she possibly have possessed the divine ability to know he was in danger and rush to his side?
Moreover, with "Flower Understanding Fragrance" Dan Ya protecting her, why would she care about his life or death now?
Liu Jiang Fusheng scoffed at himself.
A somber, chilling aura clung to his brows like poisonous thorns.
The more Liu Jiang Fusheng thought about it, the more he felt that the "abusive love" path Chang E had proposed was a perfect depiction of his current situation.
While he was in seclusion, she had tried to seduce and entice his beloved wife, causing her to grow distant from him. During a critical moment, it was he who had protected others, yet the credit for saving them was usurped by Dan Xiao San, who had appeared out of nowhere. He was also framed by that scoundrel and had fallen off a cliff.
Up to this point, aside from not being disfigured or having a broken leg, he hadn't escaped any part of the "abusive love" trope.
To make Gu Yi fall in love with him, did he first have to endure all the suffering that love brought without complaint?
Liu Jiang Fusheng asked himself.
But in his heart, he already had the answer.
As long as she could love him, there was nothing he couldn't endure.
He thought that if he returned this time after experiencing hardships, according to the "Domineering Sword Immortal Falls for Me" storyline, Gu Yi would treat him better because he had been lost and found.
He would tell her that everything that happened to him was because of the scheming third male lead, but she wouldn't believe him, because the third male lead had been constantly caring for her during the time he had fallen off the cliff. Furthermore, he had no evidence to prove that this interloper was responsible. Consequently, they would argue, give each other the cold shoulder, and misunderstandings would arise.
The little darling husband was already furious and gnashing his teeth over the plot he had imagined in his mind. He didn't know that the wife he longed for was, at that very moment, not gone but standing beside him.
Her figure shimmered like flowing, shifting light and shadow, invisible to anyone.
She asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
His expression was so grim.
However, seeing that the time was about right, and since the little immortal sword hadn't exposed her, it was time for her to leave.
Before leaving, she saw the little darling husband looking dejected and unhappy. Perhaps it was due to lingering emotions from their previous intimacy, but without thinking much, she leaned closer to his face. Watery shadows rippled, wind and clouds scattered, and one person and one spirit drew close, their forms illusorily connected.
But it was fleeting, like a gentle breeze caressing a sparse, pink lake surface, vanishing without a trace.
"Time to go."
Her form seemed to transform into mist. Blown by a faint breeze, the clouds gathered, then dispersed again.
Liu Jiang Fusheng was stunned. Although he hadn't seen anything, he instinctively touched his lips.
His lips felt cool, as if something had lingered there.
"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Zi Ying saw him lost in thought and now making a strange gesture of touching his lips, wondering what he was thinking.
Liu Jiang Fusheng remained silent, feeling an inexplicable sense of melancholy in his heart.
Seeing that idle chatter wouldn't bring him back to his senses, Zi Ying decided to address the matter at hand: "The teleportation array has just been repaired. We can leave here now."
Upon hearing about the teleportation array, Liu Jiang Fusheng perked up. He rolled up his sleeve and absorbed his immortal sword into his body. He then walked towards the outer area, "Let's go."
The teleportation array had indeed been repaired, and the embedded inner core had been consumed by a quarter of its size as a result.
Liu Jiang Fusheng entered the array and stored it in his storage ring. Zi Ying watched but said nothing.
The female corpse from before had clearly given this high-grade inner core to him. She could only sigh wistfully that her "good popularity" seemed no match for Senior Brother Fusheng's "good looks." Whether it was beasts or corpses they encountered, they all seemed to favor him, treating her like a discarded shoe.
The two stood within the array. Liu Jiang Fusheng took out two mid-grade spirit stones from his storage ring.
Teleportation arrays generally required a certain amount of spiritual power based on the materials used in their inscription or the distance of the journey. This teleportation array was clearly of a higher level. To be safe, he decided to use two mid-grade spirit stones.
At this moment, Zi Ying said enviously from the side, "Senior Brother, this must be your first time descending the mountain. It's surprising that the Lord of Wumei Mountain was so thoughtful, preparing all the necessary items for you for when you go out."
Knowing that Liu Jiang Fusheng came from the mortal realm and had no background or connections in the cultivation world, she naturally assumed that his clothing, equipment, storage ring, medicine, and spirit stones were all prepared by Daoist Zhiyang for him.
She thought that she, too, had no background. The Lord of Nianhua Mountain only cared about her cultivation progress and never inquired about her daily life. Anything she needed, she had to strategize and obtain herself.
Liu Jiang Fusheng paused and opened his mouth.
"These were prepared by my wife."
Zi Ying exclaimed in surprise, "How is that possible?"
Liu Jiang Fusheng recalled what happened that day when Ah Yi gave him these items. His previously unpleasant and gloomy expression softened considerably. He glanced indifferently at the single woman and said, "What do you know?"
Zi Ying was speechless.
Could it be that she had misjudged? Was Gu Yi merely cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and in reality, she had always loved her husband but found it difficult to express?
Hiss!
For some reason, as soon as Zi Ying thought of applying this description to Gu Yi, she felt a chill run down her spine.
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Gu Junshi, who had left Lai Shan Jian, returned to the cliff top. She was waiting for someone here.
She knew that Elder Jiuli and the others wouldn't be able to find any other way out and would eventually return to this cliff overlooking the "Wen Shan" suspension bridge.
Before anyone arrived, she entered her divine sense space.
Gu Yi lay on the ground with her limbs stretched out, like a corpse placed in a standard pose, practicing before the "Gate of the Yellow Springs." She didn't notice her arrival.
Gu Junshi thought to herself, next time she came, she would bring him a coffin. Lying around like this was too ungraceful.
Meanwhile, on the other side... a shadowy figure was crouching and pulling weeds.
There was no doubt that these weeds were the seeds sown by "Golden Light of Merit" after its visit.
"Human Emperor."
She called out to him.
The Human Emperor, who was pulling weeds and spacing out, was startled. He stood up and turned his head. At this moment, the black mist that had always shrouded him dispersed in the wind.
He was wearing a handsome and imposing royal robe, with a stand-up collar extending to his Adam's apple and fastened. The white fabric was embroidered with sapphire blue totems. However, due to years of corrosion, the edges were chipped and missing. The white robe was stained with large, dark patches, making it look like a tattered beggar's outfit hanging on him.
His legs were straight and long, his shoulders broad, and his waist narrow, presenting a perfectly sculpted physique.
However, his face contrasted sharply with his lofty and outstanding physique. It was a disfigured face, as if it had been carved by a thousand knives, making it unbearable to look at.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Like the female corpse, his throat had been closed for a long time and was not used. When he spoke, his voice was a low, rough rasp, like sandpaper rubbing against itself.
He scrutinized her for a moment, then shook his head and confidently stated, "I don't recognize you."
It was these three words that caused Gu Junshi's clear and cool eyes to slightly narrow, revealing a playful and unfathomable expression once more.
"Human Emperor, why don't you try to feel it properly? Who exactly am I?"
It seemed that not only had his strength not returned, but his mind had also been affected, as he looked at her with such a confused and dazed gaze.