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.”