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Immortal Venerable, You Sure Can Pretend
Synopsis
Ling Qingyue died with her Dao shattered. When she opened her eyes again, she had not only become Ah Xi of Linshui Town, she had also gained a wife.
Her wife was cool, elegant, and otherworldly, accomplished in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. In short, she was perfect.
At first, Ling Qingyue was very clearheaded. She insisted on sleeping in separate rooms and keeping her distance. She had already taken over someone else’s body, so she could hardly take over that person’s wife too.
Little by little, Ling Qingyue began scolding herself every day. How shameless. How disgraceful. She actually liked someone else’s wife.
In the end, Ling Qingyue wanted to spend the rest of her life with her wife in Linshui Town.
Then evil spirits suddenly threw Linshui Town into chaos. Ling Qingyue drew her sword, and ghosts and gods dared not come near. Meanwhile, the wife who supposedly could not shoulder a load, lift a hand, or even get angry without coughing blood and fainting scattered the evil spirits with a single palm strike. Her mastery of array formations was even more astonishing.
Ling Qingyue was left speechless.
Only after stepping back into the cultivation world did Ling Qingyue learn that the person sharing her pillow was in fact the white moonlight of the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Venerable of Cangshan.
Rumor said the Immortal Venerable was cold, quiet, and distant, never close to anyone, so detached and desireless she was practically stone.
Ling Qingyue could not help remembering their nights tangled together, the flush at the corners of that woman’s eyes, and the scorching kisses she had pressed against her body.
Detached and desireless?
Pressing a hand against the woman’s shoulder as she leaned in, Ling Qingyue smiled with unreadable meaning. “Immortal Venerable, you sure can pretend.”