"Shocking news! The newly appointed Holy Maiden, Lin Qingxue, just received a marriage proposal!"
"What's so unusual about that? Holy Son Qin Wuyou proposes to Lin Qingxue every day. She's been rejecting him for three years. Who in the sect hasn't heard of the 'ultimate simp'?"
"Lin Qingxue is ruthless, too. She's kept Qin Wuyou dangling for three years. Just the gifts she receives every day are enough to make us jealous."
"This Qin Wuyou—put nicely, he's devoted. Put bluntly, isn't he just a fucking idiot? If you're going to lick someone's boots for pussy, at least pick a decent target! With a top-tier player like her, do you really think you'll get a turn?"
"And Lin Qingxue has spent three years neither agreeing nor refusing nor taking a stand, playing men in the palm of her hand. Isn't she just a fucking fake-innocent bitch? I really don't understand how you men see her as a goddess. Are the standards for goddesses that low now?"
"What the hell do you women know? Haven't you heard what the Master once said? If one person fawns over you, you're just a female. If lots of people fawn over you, you qualify as a woman. If countless people fawn over you, you're a queen. Only when everyone fawns over you are you a goddess!"
"Senior Brother, was this 'Master' of yours actually respectable?"
"Everyone, you're getting off topic! The person proposing to Lin Qingxue today is someone else!"
"What? There's fresh gossip like that?"
"Come on, tell us! Who else would dare propose to Lin Qingxue? Aren't they afraid of becoming another Qin Wuyou?"
"Tell us already! Which unlucky bastard has fallen at the goddess's feet this time?"
Upon hearing the news, countless disciples flocked toward Tianxuan Peak.
"Qin Wuyou, let's just forget about us."
"I'm very grateful for everything you've done over these past three years, but I only see you as a brother."
"No matter how many times you propose, I'll never say yes."
On the Martial Stage at Tianxuan Peak, Lin Qingxue stood in a flowing white dress, ethereal as an immortal, and frowned at the brocade-clad youth to her left.
At the same time, she casually took the proposal gift from his hands.
Then she turned toward the youth in blue to her right and said with a sweet smile,
"Senior Brother Lin, we've known each other for three months now."
"These three months have been the happiest time of my life. I'm so happy you've proposed to me."
As she spoke, she slowly extended her fingers toward the blue-clad youth, her face flushed with bashfulness.
Her demeanor said it all.
The disciples surrounding them were dumbstruck by this melodramatic scene.
None of them had expected such a ridiculous drama between the Holy Sons and Maidens of their Xuantian Holy Land!
The girl standing in the middle, like a fairy carved from ice and snow, was naturally the newly appointed Holy Maiden, Lin Qingxue.
The brocade-clad youth to her left was Qin Wuyou, the former Holy Son who had spent three years groveling at her feet.
As for the blue-clad youth to her right, he was Lin Fan, the new Holy Son who would be formally promoted alongside Lin Qingxue in a month.
"Gasp!"
"Holy shit! What am I seeing?"
"The goddess Qin Wuyou spent three years fawning over just turned around and agreed to marry Lin Fan, whom she's known for three months?"
"This is a fucking full-blown melodrama!"
"I thought Lin Qingxue would reject Lin Fan just like she rejected Qin Wuyou. Who knew she'd actually agree!"
"This Lin Fan really has some tricks up his sleeve. He won Lin Qingxue over in just three months."
Many disciples discussed this astonishing scene.
Quite a few also looked toward Qin Wuyou, who seemed stunned beside them.
"Qin Wuyou really is pitiful. He was stripped of his Holy Son position just three months ago, and now Lin Fan has stolen his goddess."
"Three months ago? Lin Qingxue just said she's known Lin Fan for three months. Doesn't that mean she was already hooking up with him when Qin Wuyou lost his position?"
"Tsk, tsk. Our new Holy Maiden really knows how to play her cards. The former Holy Son, Qin Wuyou, lost his cultivation for her, and then she turned around and bewitched the new Holy Son, Lin Fan, into being utterly devoted to her."
The area around the Martial Stage was soon drowned in chatter.
The moment Lin Fan gently slipped the white jade ring onto Lin Qingxue's slender, jade-white finger, as delicate as a young scallion shoot, Qin Wuyou's eyelid suddenly twitched as he stood woodenly to one side.
Looking at the familiar scene around him, surprise and wild joy flashed through his eyes.
Tears of excitement suddenly spilled from his eyes.
Have I... been reborn?
And on the very day my proposal was rejected?
As he watched Lin Fan personally put the ring on Lin Qingxue's finger, Qin Wuyou's gaze remained dazed.
He could not believe he had been reborn so easily.
In an instant, countless memories swept over him like a tide.
He was Qin Wuyou.
He came from an Emperor Clan in the Upper Realm.
His father was the Emperor Clan's patriarch, with cultivation at the Tenth Heaven of the Supreme realm.
Although his mother came from humble origins, she was also the divine maiden of an ancient Great Church, and her cultivation had reached the Supreme realm as well.
As for him, he had awakened the Supreme Bone at birth, drawing forth myriad heavenly manifestations, and the Lineage's ancestor had personally named him the imperial heir.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, once his father stepped down as patriarch, he would become the next patriarch of the Emperor Clan.
Before he turned fifteen, he had cultivated within his Lineage, reaching the Myriad Phenomena Realm at a young age.
In this world, the cultivation realms, from lowest to highest, were Body Tempering, Qi Refining, Essence Condensation, Foundation Establishment, Purple Mansion, Primordial Spirit, Myriad Phenomena, Void Training, Saint, Saint King, Great Saint, Supreme, Emperor-to-be, and Great Emperor!
Reaching the Myriad Phenomena Realm at fifteen made him an unparalleled prodigy, one in ten thousand. Even in the Upper Realm, countless divine maidens admired him.
At fifteen, he came to the Lower Realm to gain experience and fell in love with Lin Qingxue at first sight.
He immediately entered into a Marriage Pact with the Lin Lineage and gave them a vast quantity of cultivation resources as betrothal gifts.
Over the next three years, the once-insignificant Lin Lineage rose to prominence with the support of the various resources he provided.
To pursue Lin Qingxue, Qin Wuyou willingly stayed in the Lower Realm to cultivate, joining the Xuantian Holy Land and becoming its sole Holy Son.
To please Lin Qingxue, Qin Wuyou carefully prepared all kinds of gifts every day for three years and proposed to her in person.
Despite being rejected for three years, Qin Wuyou never tired of it.
Three months earlier, when a demonic beast pierced Lin Qingxue's Dantian and left her on the brink of death, she needed someone to dig out their own Dantian to save her. Qin Wuyou had done so immediately, without the slightest hesitation, bringing her back from death's door.
It was precisely because Lin Qingxue received his powerful Dantian that she managed to break through to the Purple Mansion Realm in just a few short months and was selected as the Xuantian Holy Land's next Holy Maiden.
Meanwhile, after losing his Dantian, Qin Wuyou's cultivation declined day by day.
A month earlier, his cultivation had already fallen to the Essence Condensation Realm, and it was still declining.
Almost every day, he woke to find his cultivation had slipped a little further.
Ever since his cultivation fell to the Essence Condensation Realm a month earlier, everyone knew his time as Holy Son was about to become history.
It was said that even the higher-ups of the Xuantian Holy Land had already made their decision on the matter.
They were only waiting for the disciples' tournament a month later to end before formally announcing the decision to strip Qin Wuyou of his Holy Son status.
Not only that, they would also announce Lin Fan and Lin Qingxue as the Xuantian Holy Land's Holy Son and Holy Maiden.
Thus, over the past month, everyone in the Xuantian Holy Land had already begun calling him the former Holy Son.
They also called Lin Qingxue the Holy Maiden and Lin Fan the Holy Son.
Even so, Qin Wuyou had not felt the slightest regret.
Because he believed Lin Qingxue was his woman!
As a man, he had to step forward at such a critical moment and save his woman!
They had entered into a Marriage Pact three years earlier.
Once the three-year term ended, Lin Qingxue would marry him as agreed.
And today was precisely the day that term expired.
Brimming with confidence, Qin Wuyou offered the exceedingly precious Nine-Color Golden Lotus, waiting only for Lin Qingxue to say yes.
Yet, to his utter surprise, Lin Qingxue broke off their engagement.
Not only did she break it off, she turned around and accepted Lin Fan's proposal.
The goddess he had fawned over for three years had turned around and thrown herself into another man's arms. Even an idiot could not have accepted such a sight.
Yet Lin Qingxue in his previous life.
Even the gifts he gave Lin Qingxue afterward became rarer and more precious.
It could almost be said that he refused none of Lin Qingxue's requests.
And the only reason Qin Wuyou spared no effort in groveling before Lin Qingxue was that he was waiting for that nonexistent sliver of hope she had spoken of.
Yet even all his groveling failed to move Lin Qingxue in the slightest.
Instead, a year later, when Lin Fan, the Child of Heaven's Mandate, was injured, Lin Qingxue personally dug out Qin Wuyou's Supreme Bone and gave it to Lin Fan.
After losing his Supreme Bone, Qin Wuyou was subjected to every possible humiliation by Lin Fan, whose cultivation had recovered, before being killed in public.
Looking back over his short life, it could only be called one enormous tragedy.
Meeting Lin Qingxue, in particular, had marked the beginning of his tragic life.
Only at the moment of death did Qin Wuyou finally awaken to the truth.
Having spent his entire life as a simp, he was nothing but a joke in Lin Qingxue's eyes.
Unfortunately, by then, his awakening had come far too late.
If there is another life, I'll slaughter every faithless soul!
That was Qin Wuyou's final thought before death.
Yet, to his surprise, just as his consciousness was about to dissipate completely, a mysterious woman's voice rang out in his mind!
"Qin Wuyou, are you unwilling to accept your death?"
"Agree to ten conditions, and I'll give you a chance to be reborn."
At the very moment his consciousness completely dissipated, Qin Wuyou shouted, "Yes!"
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