Gu Yue Awakens! Husband! You Truly... Have Such a Cruel Heart...

"Bring her out and dress her up properly. Take good care of her these next few days. Don't let her poor appearance lower the price." Tang Yuehua gave the order coldly, then turned and left.

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Several Soul Masters stepped forward in response, roughly seized Gu Yuena by the arms, and dragged her out of the cage.

She struggled with all her strength, but it was useless. She could only let them do as they pleased.

Inside a lavish room, several maidservants washed and dressed her.

Before long, Gu Yuena looked like a noble Little Princess. Only the deep sorrow in her eyes remained impossible to conceal.

In the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest, within the dimensional space at the Lake Bottom of the Lake of Life.

A colossal silver-white dragon, hundreds of zhang long, lay coiled within, her entire body exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

Even through human eyes, this giant dragon was breathtakingly beautiful.

She was Gu Yue, the Main Body of the Silver Dragon King who had cast aside her humanity.

Suddenly, a tear slid from the corner of Gu Yue's eye and fell into the Lake of Life, sending ripples spreading across its surface.

The sleeping Silver Dragon King abruptly opened her eyes. Raising her dragon head slightly, she gazed into the void in a certain direction with eyes like purple gemstones, confusion and pain flashing through them.

"Why... does my heart hurt so much?"

Human emotion rarely flickered in Gu Yue's cold eyes.

It was an aura she knew all too well—one she hated to the marrow, yet could never forget.

Her silver Dragon Scales trembled faintly as her massive body slowly rose from the Lake Bottom, stirring up towering waves.

"Shengyan..." Her voice was low and trembling. "Who was it? Who injured you to such a state?"

She could clearly sense it: it was the faint aura the Young Man had released while on the verge of death.

Through her connection with the Split Soul, Gu Yue saw the scenes from Gu Yuena's memories:

The Black Robe figure was gently feeding her porridge.

The Young Man's fingertips trembled as he forcibly suppressed his coughing, blood staining the edge of his mask.

And when he finally dissipated, that tear which fell onto the Split Soul's cheek—scalding hot enough to burn into her soul.

The next moment, an incomparably beautiful woman with silver hair and Purple Eyes slowly rose from the Lake of Life.

Her long silver hair cascaded to her ankles like a crystal waterfall, gleaming with a crystalline radiance.

Her somewhat pale skin remained dazzling even in the darkness. Her Purple Eyes resembled the purest crystals, yet they were now filled with intense pain and surging jealousy.

"Argh... why?!"

She let out a suppressed roar, her Purple Eyes fixed tightly on the direction where the Split Soul was located.

She was not surprised by Su Ling's rebirth. After all, his reaction that night had already revealed clues.

But she could not accept that Su Ling had given all his tenderness to the Split Soul, while leaving only bone-deep hatred for her, the Main Body.

"Shengyan... I was the one who met you first... I am your wife. I am the Main Body of the Silver Dragon King."

"That Split Soul... is merely the humanity I discarded, an unnecessary burden. Why does she get your tears? Why is she worthy of your protection?"

Gu Yue tore at her long hair like a madwoman, icy hatred and burning jealousy intertwining and blazing wildly within her heart.

Her memories surged forth uncontrollably like a burst dam.

On their wedding night, red candles flickered.

He wore festive robes, standing tall and heroic, his brows and eyes carrying the tenderness she had painted into her dreams countless times.

Her heart had been full of joy. She thought they would finally spend the rest of their lives together. She thought that was forever.

But at their happiest moment, his cold blade pierced her heart.

"Why..." she had asked with difficulty, blood spilling from the corners of her lips. The pain in her body was not even a fraction of the pain of her shattered heart.

He smiled, a smile cruel and bleak, every word a blade. "The Divine Realm promised that if I took your life, I could inherit the Godhood of Destruction. Why wouldn't I?"

He coldly tore out her tendons and stripped away her bones. When her silver dragon's reverse scale was forcibly gouged out, the agony nearly made her faint.

But what pierced her heart most was his final sentence: "Besides, how could I ever fall in love with a monster that has no human heart?"

She died. Her Silver Dragon origin was divided by him and sealed throughout the world, with no possibility of ever reuniting.

Fortunately, she had left a Split Soul outside long ago.

But that Split Soul knew nothing—innocent, fragile, and even laughably longing for humanity!

Yet it was precisely that version of her who had claimed all of Shengyan's tenderness and protection!

That husband who had mercilessly slaughtered Soul Beasts across the world had spared her alone.

He had calculated everything, yet in the end willingly died at her hands!

Why?!

"I won't accept this... I won't accept this..."

She pressed her forehead against the cold stone by the spring, her voice choked with sobs, her heart filled with a grievance both unfamiliar and achingly familiar.

"You would throw away your life for her... but what about me?" Her hoarse voice echoed through the empty Lake Bottom. "When you stripped me of my tendons and bones back then, did you ever hesitate for even a moment?!"

Gu Yue suddenly curled up, her silver hair cascading around her, unable to conceal the instant pallor of her face.

Tears finally shattered the mask of divinity she had maintained, rolling down like scattered pearls from a broken string.

This pain surpassed anything she had ever endured before.

And when she saw Su Ling enduring the backlash of the Destruction God Armor just to feed the Split Soul a meal, Gu Yue completely broke down.

"Heh... hehehe..." She laughed softly, the sound desolate and despairing. "Husband, you truly... have such a cruel heart..."

You kill me, yet protect her.

You humiliate me, yet love her.

And now, you even want to crush my only delusion with your own hands.

When Di Tian received an urgent report from his subordinates and hurried to the Lake of Life, he found thunderstorm gales and all manner of elements raging wildly.

Great swathes of earth had been overturned, while towering ancient trees were ground into dust by the violent elemental currents.

Di Tian swallowed and cautiously approached the center of the lake.

When he saw the silver-haired figure with her hair flying in the wind, his pupils abruptly contracted—his lord was crying?

The Silver Dragon King, always cold and merciless, was now curled up by the shore like an abandoned child, her shoulders trembling without cease.

Those Purple Eyes that had always held divinity and majesty now contained only shattered pain and... a glimmer of tears he had never seen before.

"My Lord, please stop tearing the place apart..." Before Di Tian could finish, a silver holy light carrying the ultimate Space Element swept past him and sheared away half of a cliff a hundred meters away.

Di Tian: "...Σ(ŎдŎ)ﾉﾉ"

This is bad. My Lord really is going to kill a dragon.

"Get out!" Gu Yue wiped away her tears, her voice as cold as the ice of the far north. "Who allowed you in?"

Di Tian forced himself to kneel on one knee and said in a low voice, "My Lord, this subordinate was merely worried for your safety..."

"Besides, the little mistress will likely be auctioned off by humans soon. This subordinate fears those filthy humans may defile her purity. Should we bring her back in advance?"

At those words, Gu Yue abruptly raised her head, and terrifying Cold Light burst from her Purple Eyes. "Then let her die! And besides, if she is defiled, Shengyan will surely be in unbearable pain, won't he? Hahahaha..."

Her laughter was crazed, yet it inadvertently revealed a deep bitterness.

"My Lord..." Di Tian hesitated, his eyes filled with concern.

After all, Gu Yuena and Gu Yue were originally one and the same.

If the little mistress were defiled, it would also be an immense desecration of the Silver Dragon King's Main Body.

"Shut up!" Gu Yue cut him off sharply, ruthlessness flashing through her Purple Eyes. "Pass down my order: no Soul Beast is to interfere in this matter. Any violator—dies!"

Di Tian shuddered and lowered his head. "Yes."

After Di Tian left, Gu Yue suddenly bent over in agony. Her silver hair spread over the ground like shattered moonlight, making her pale skin and slender figure seem even more fragile.

The Asura Sword energy within her had been completely triggered by her intense emotional turmoil. It was now rampaging through her body like countless uncontrolled Sharp Blades.

Gu Yue clenched her Silver Teeth. Her teeth crushed through her lips, the taste of blood spreading through her mouth, yet she still could not suppress the pained moan spilling from her throat.

"Hehe... at a time like this... what does this little pain amount to?" she sneered softly, her voice hoarse. "Shengyan... the pain you have given me is far greater than this!"

She raised her head, her violet eyes seeming to pierce through the void as they fixed unwaveringly in one direction.

"Wait for me..." she murmured, half oath and half curse. "You who did these things to me... will definitely pay the price."

"Even if a thousand years, ten thousand years pass, even if my soul scatters and I perish, this hatred will not cease, and this resentment will not fade!"