The Husband-Killing Immortal Wife

The sunset-drenched sky split open in an instant.

The evening glow surged and gathered, revealing an anomaly akin to a heavenly tribulation descending upon the world.

Amidst a silent sword hum, a sense of sorrow seemingly from the primordial era tore through Lu Ya's Immortal Platform.

It was like Gods and Devils tolling a bell, striking his soul blow after blow.

Lu Ya shuddered, unexpectedly letting out a sneeze.

He closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

This retaliatory sword strike, triggered after touching a taboo.

This long-lost feeling...

It was the scent of a powerhouse!

Interesting.

A mere Nine-Star Immortal Master, yet she could detect my divine sense and even mount such a counterattack?

Lu Ya was genuinely curious.

His gaze sharpened, and he went all out, wielding his max-level divine sense to probe once more.

This time, he drove straight in without meeting any resistance; he didn't even encounter that sword intent, easily probing into the woman's Immortal Platform.

Only then did he suddenly realize—

The abyssal sword intent from just now did not originate from the woman herself!

It came from a high-level restriction within her Immortal Platform.

This restriction was immensely powerful, involving the power of laws, and was certainly not something an Immortal Master could have inscribed.

This restriction forbade all living beings from harboring worldly desires toward this woman; otherwise, it would trigger a retaliatory sword strike, causing injury at best and total annihilation at worst.

Specifically targeting men?

Lu Ya suddenly recalled that in Ancient Immortal Court, he had once encountered an epic-level female boss who also inscribed similar restrictions.

Back when he wasn't max-level yet, he had fallen into this female boss's hands once, and the scene had been incredibly awkward.

Unfortunately, he never encountered her again after reaching max level, and he was too embarrassed to scour the world for revenge against a woman, so he never crossed paths with her again until he transmigrated.

Now that he had encountered a similar restriction in this other world, Lu Ya only hoped that the characters from the game had no connection to the people of the Immortal Realm, otherwise, it would be awkward.

With this, the mystery of the Bamboo Spring Sect was solved.

This was a woman who specifically targeted men!

No wonder the entire sect was desolate, with only four females remaining.

No wonder the immortal commoners at the foot of the mountain were mostly women.

No wonder they required Lu Ya to harbor no worldly desires and merely act as a nominal daoist partner.

With such a restriction in her body, this woman would surely be branded a demonic woman, and the sect would fall into trouble.

But if she had a nominal daoist partner, perhaps she could prove her innocence and fool the Immortal Court.

If Lu Ya joined the Bamboo Spring Sect now, then the three salted-fish plans he had previously formulated—

Becoming a freeloader elder.

Ascending to the immortal ranks.

Being kept by a wealthy immortal woman.

They would all be fulfilled at once!

This place had rich spiritual energy, beautiful scenery, and a great location, yet the population was small; it was quiet, peaceful, and had no competition—a perfect place for a salted fish.

This works, this works.

Lu Ya couldn't be bothered to keep picking and choosing.

Decided: starting today, he would begin his life of leisure right here in the Bamboo Spring Sect!

Beyond that, Lu Ya also discovered an interesting point.

The power of the abyssal sword intent seemed to be determined by the strength of the opponent and the degree of the offense.

If one had only accidentally glanced at the woman, perhaps they would only have been wounded.

But someone like Lu Ya, who intentionally peeked at her bathing and healing—that was a capital offense.

Yet, Lu Ya did not die.

He only sneezed.

The woman, however, had forced her body beyond its limits because the restriction within her had unleashed a full-power sword strike.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out!

The pool water was dyed entirely red.

Looking up at the turbulent, ominous sky, she assumed she had suffered a cultivation deviation once again.

Those immortal thieves who have long coveted the Bamboo Spring Sect will not let this opportunity pass, she thought, especially that old scoundrel who has reached the half-step Immortal Sect stage...

Can the sect survive this night?

The woman calmly circulated her power.

She did not let her state of mind be disturbed by this.

At this moment.

Muyu Feifei ran to the side of the pool, and upon seeing the water stained red with blood, she was so frightened that her voice trembled.

"Sect Master, have you suffered a cultivation deviation again?"

The woman sat in the center of the blood pool, closed her eyes, and gave a soft hum of acknowledgment.

"Sect Master, Xiuchiu has been caught! Our Bamboo Spring Sect is saved; the person is waiting right at the Sword Terrace."

"Hm?"

Her picturesque brows furrowed slightly as she expanded her divine sense, quickly discovering the presence of Lu Ya.

However, she did not know that it was Lu Ya's curious peek that had caused her to vomit blood and sustain injuries.

Stepping lightly onto the shore and draping herself in green gauze, the woman extended a slender, delicate hand and placed it on Muyu Feifei's forehead.

A special divine sense capable of viewing memories probed into the girl's mind...

She quickly saw the scene of Lu Ya roasting the Azure Phoenix.

The woman frowned slightly.

She understood that capturing the Azure Phoenix did not require much strength, but no ordinary man could withstand the sword intent attached to it; only a true saint whose heart remained unmoved by worldly desires could accomplish such a feat.

He is the one destined for me!

Looking up at the sky, which seemed to be torn apart and stained with blood, the woman furrowed her brows, her expression as sharp as a sword.

Wrong time.

Right person.

On the Sword Terrace.

To prevent Lu Ya from looking directly at the Sect Master, Ning Zhongzi stood with him facing away from the bamboo forest, looking at the scenery by the cliff.

At this moment.

The sunset-lit sky slowly cracked open, and the evening glow surged and gathered, resembling the descent of a heavenly tribulation.

The Sect Master has suffered a cultivation deviation again...

Tonight will likely not be peaceful.

Ning Zhongzi's willow-leaf brows knitted together as she sighed softly and said to Lu Ya:

"If the Bamboo Spring Sect is destined to face a calamity tonight, would you still stay, Young Master?"

Lu Ya looked at the rolling blood-colored clouds overhead and pointed at the sky, feeling no sense of guilt.

"You mean this?"

"The Sect Master has suffered a cultivation deviation; some nearby immortal thieves might take the opportunity to invade."

"That is a small matter."

"A small matter?"

As they were speaking, Muyu Feifei formed a small human ladder to help a young woman walk out of the bamboo forest.

Lu Ya was about to turn around, but Ning Zhongzi grabbed his arm.

"Do not look."

I think I've already seen everything... Lu Ya thought.

Not only did I see her, I even looked at her until she vomited blood.

However, divine sense can only perceive the strength and quantity of spiritual power; the facial features and figure remain quite blurry.

Of course, Lu Ya had ways to see clearly, but he simply didn't want to be that base.

Without any pleasantries, Lu Ya heard the woman behind him say:

"What is your name?"

The voice was ethereal and languid, yet clear and dignified, like a hanging moon. It gave one the feeling that every cell in their body was submitting to it; the aura within her voice far surpassed that of an ordinary immortal master.

Looks like a cold and wealthy immortal lady!

To Lu Ya, this type of cold, aloof woman was the least likely to cause trouble.

"Lu Ya."

The woman spoke again:

"There is no need for such avoidance. This Seat is Liu Xuanye, the third-generation Sect Master of the Bamboo Spring Sect. Since you were able to capture the Azure Phoenix, you naturally would not be harmed by my restrictions."

I'm afraid of hurting you, my dear!

Lu Ya turned around helplessly.

Facing him was a light veil as white as snow, thin as a cicada's wing.

Her figure was as tall and slender as green bamboo, carrying an inherent, awe-inspiring Sword Qi, yet upon closer inspection, she was as lush and rounded as jade, with curves that seemed naturally outlined and carved by Gods and Devils.

The woman possessed a celestial beauty that seemed to have stepped out of a poem or painting; she looked like a young girl, dignified and heroic, with a bare face that was far from mortal.

Her dark hair was combed straight back, flowing down like a spring of black ink. Her brows were lightly brushed with ink, slanting into her temples, and her clear eyes were as sparkling as a lake under the stars.

With her hands behind her back and brows raised, every movement was filled with a compelling, heroic aura. She was imposing without anger, and a single glance from her was enough to make one lose their soul and fall for her.

What kind of immortal is this?

Lu Ya felt as if ten thousand swords were piercing his heart.

Waves of sorrow from the ancient primordial era stabbed toward Lu Ya's Immortal Platform, striking his soul like Gods and Devils tolling a bell.

Not bad.

Just looking with the naked eye, without using high-level divine sense, it was much weaker than that previous sword strike.

The woman, consequently, did not show any discomfort.

The only thing Lu Ya felt injured was his nasal mucosa; he kind of wanted to have a nosebleed.

Who could withstand a woman three thousand years his senior like this?

What fated immortal partner? It's all nonsense; doesn't it all come down to enduring it with max-level strength?

Seeing Lu Ya unscathed, the two girls, Muyu Feifei, happily piled on top of each other and turned somersaults.

"Haha, stinky nurse, believe us now?"

"He's the one who caught the Xiuchiu. Not only did he catch it, he even started a fire and roasted the Xiuchiu. The Xiuchiu was delicious!"

Staring blankly at Lu Ya, carefully confirming his gender and cultivation, Ning Zhongzi was too shocked to speak.

It was her first time seeing a man who could look the Sect Master in the eye and remain completely unscathed.

Even women wouldn't dare to stare at the Sect Master like that!

To what realm of purity must his mind be to achieve this?

What a pity he is a mortal...

Ning Zhongzi sighed softly.

She hurried over to feed Liu Xuanye a Qi-Calming Pill, barely stopping her chaotic internal energy, and took out a crimson cloud robe to drape over her.

"I will prepare new medicine for you."

"No need."

Liu Xuanye circulated her energy slightly, and her pale, picturesque face regained a hint of color, causing all flowers to lose their luster and the sun, moon, and stars to pale in comparison.

She stared straight at Lu Ya, her sharp, elegant sword-like eyes as calm as an ancient well.

"If the Bamboo Spring Sect cannot survive this tribulation tonight, I will open the teleportation array. You take Muyu and Feifei and leave."

Lu Ya turned his back, stood at the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, and expanded his divine sense, discovering over a dozen people riding immortal boats rushing in from a hundred miles to the north.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is filling the pavilion!

It seems he wasn't the only one who liked this place.

Lu Ya said:

"And if we make it through tonight?"

"If we all survive tonight, we will hold the Partner Sealing Ceremony tomorrow. I can grant you an immortal body and rank you among the immortals as a Sword-Holding Elder of this sect."

"Even a mortal?"

"Even a mortal."

Liu Xuanye's sword-like eyes were like water, reflecting the stars.

The sunset was tipsy, and the evening breeze brushed against their faces.

Lu Ya nodded slightly and stretched his back.

"I'm a bit hungry. Can you get me something to eat?"