Pearl Light

My husband, Xie Wu Chen, was a genius sword cultivator, while I was just a mortal.

Xie Wu Chen despised foolish people.

To catch up with him, I worked hard at cultivation, but he remained indifferent:

“You have no spiritual roots, it’s a waste of effort.”

Later, he ascended, and I remarried.

On the day of my wedding, he descended to the mortal realm, his sword placed against my husband’s neck:

“Do you really want to marry this useless person?”

I stood before the sword, holding my mortal husband’s hand, and looked straight at Xie Wu Chen:

“Yes, because he never thought I was s*upid.”

Xie Wu Chen sneered:

“Just because of that?”

I nodded seriously:

“Just because of that.”