After Becoming the Hero's Ex-fiancée

Tianluo School (2)

Long eyebrows and phoenix eyes with a gleaming, watery look. There were still burn scars on top of his head, but he gave off a beautiful air. His black cassock was loose and disorderly, as if he had just climbed up from the collapsed earth. A pair of bare feet, two red lotus petals between his brows, one hand holding an alms bowl, and the other hand passing the string of jade prayer beads on his wrist through his fingers carelessly. When he swept his gaze around with his eyebrows raised, there was a natural amorous feeling.

Some of the older female cultivators blushed at the sight; heartbeats racing, they bowed their heads one after another.

The city guards walked up to him and again, bowed with their hands arched.

“Welcome, Fu Sheng Zhenjun.”

“Mm.”

Fu Sheng Zhenjun pointed at Li Jin, and the foolish man who was still human a moment ago disintegrated at the gesture, turning into ashes with a thunderous roar.

The ashes were carried away by the faint wind and wrapped around Fu Sheng Zhenjun like another cassock, vanishing a few moments later.

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Zheng Wan watched dumbly as Li Jin disappeared.

“Granny Jin, is… is this ‘the Returning’? What about Li Jin then?”

There was a twinge of sadness in her heart. After all, there would be the growth of some affection between people as they spent more time with each other. Although Li Jin was easily influenced, at the end of the day… he had never really harmed her.

“He’s become the blood in that monk’s blood, and the flesh within his flesh, of course.”

Granny Jin sighed. “This is how barbaric Tianluo School’s practice is.”

After the completion of Fu Sheng Zhenjun’s rebirth, another long chime resounded in the middle of the square. He let out a “Hmm?”, and walked barefoot to Zheng Wan, his phoenix eyes looking at her affectionately.

“You were the one who brought him back?”

“I’ve been looking for this soul for many years, but never expected that it had actually gone muddle-headedly to the Lower Realm. If it weren’t for you, I don’t know when this third reincarnation of mine would return.

“I’ll grant you a wish.”

Zheng Wan looked at him in confusion. The demon monk had no breath of Li Jin from his appearance to his temperament. From his appearance to his temperament, there was completely no trace of Li Jin’s breath on this demon monk anymore.

“Zhenjun, I owe Li Jin an arm, how can I pay him back?”

Fu Sheng was momentarily taken aback. The corners of his lips curved into a smile; he leaned over and looked straight to Zheng Wan’s eyes, a slight ripple in his peach blossom eyes. “The karmic cycle between you and Li Jin has been resolved.”

With that, he straightened and looked into the distance. Zheng Wan couldn’t help but follow his line of sight, only to see a formidable group of cultivators coming from the skies, seemingly moving fast, but were actually slow. When they drew closer, she could see their broad white robes rustling loudly in the wind. They were travelling on swords; the instant they landed, the jostling crowd spontaneously opened up a path in unison.

Holding their long swords in their hands, they strode ahead with solemn faces, especially the one leading them—all the stars twinkled around this bright moon, shining as bright as the sun. In the rustling wind, his inky black hair, white robes, dark brows and eyes, seemed to contain frost and snow as he came; all who saw this sight couldn’t keep from holding their breaths.

Zheng Wan squinted at the man she had parted from for a year and thought inwardly that the Heavens  was indeed kind to him—it had only been a year, but his aura had become even keener and fiercer.

“It’s actually Li Wei Zhenjun!”

“Why would Li Wei Zhenjun come to such a remote place? There are only lousy households here, shouldn’t he have gone to the main city to recruit disciples to the main city?”

“How lucky are we today? First, Fu Sheng Zhenjun, and now, Li Wei Zhenjun…”

“Li Wei! Have you come today to congratulate me on the completion of my Third Cycle?”

Zheng Wan noticed that the prayer beads were passing through Fu Sheng Zhenjun’s fingers even more vigorously.

She raised her head and glanced at Cui Wang.

Only to see a sudden streak of light suddenly light up in those eyes of his, which were like deep pools; but that streak of light passed instantly, and the pools became stagnant again.

Zheng Wan decided to walk around Fu Sheng Zhenjun, disregarding the anxious looks around her, and put her hand directly on the wheel.

Rays of brilliant light shone from the wheel, illuminating almost the entire square. Within the space of time Fusheng Zhengjun said “Eh?”, it flashed, then went out again.

Two words appeared on the amber disc.

“No solution.”