Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Lin Che looked at Li Yuanfeng kneeling in front of him with a calm and unwavering expression, as if this scene was something he had expected.

Back then, he quelled the war in the Southern Kingdom with a wave of his hand. Li Yuanfeng was just a promising Nascent Soul cultivator in the Snow Region Kingdom. Now, he has reached the Peak Realm. These hundreds of years have indeed held infinite possibilities for cultivators.

"Get up."

Lin Che's voice was still somewhat weak, but it possessed an undeniable authority as he calmly said, "Back then, I made a pact with you that the capital of the Southern Kingdom would forever be a forbidden area, not to turn this place into a dead land where no one would set foot."

Li Yuanfeng quickly stood up and stood aside with his hands at his sides. His gaze was full of awe when it fell on Lin Che, but when he caught a glimpse of his pale face and his limp left hand, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

How could that senior who could turn the tide with a mere wave of his hand...?

"I am deeply sorry for not welcoming you properly, senior."

Li Yuanfeng carefully chose his words, "It's just that this shop was a place you personally instructed to seal off back then, which is why I set up a protective barrier for it. I wonder why you, senior, are here today..."

"My presence here is none of your business," Lin Che interrupted him, turning to look at Li Muwan beside him, a gentle glint in his eyes. "I just wanted to come back and visit Wan'er."

Li Muwan felt his gaze and gently grasped his hand. The slightly cool touch from his fingertips made her heart tighten, but she still nodded to Li Yuanfeng and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, there's no need for such formalities. We are simply revisiting this place."

Only then did Li Yuanfeng notice Li Muwan. Although her face had aged, there was still energy fluctuation between her brows, indicating the late stage of the Yang Realm. Considering Senior Lin Che's identity, he immediately realized that the woman in front of him was no ordinary cultivator.

At this moment, Li Yuanfeng dared not be negligent any longer and quickly waved his hand to dismiss the powerful figures from the Snow Region Kingdom behind him.

"This place is entrusted to me. Senior and this fairy, please stay here in peace. If you need anything, I will do my best to help you."

Lin Che nodded slightly, no longer looking at him, and took Li Muwan's hand as they stepped into the long-closed shop.

The door hinges creaked softly as they turned, as if telling a story of centuries of solitude.

The interior furnishings are exactly the same as they were back then. A half-cup of tea is still sitting on the wooden table by the window, and the ink in the inkstone has long since dried into clumps. Sunlight shines through the carved wooden window onto the ground, and the dust raised floats slowly in the beams of light.

Li Muwan walked to the spot where she had her enlightenment years ago, her fingertips lightly tracing the engravings on the table. Those were marks left by the surge of spiritual energy when she broke through, and they still carried a warm, lingering spiritual energy when touched.

"It was right here back then, watching the rain pattering on the banana leaves outside the window, that I suddenly understood that the word 'emotion' can also be transformed into a mood or artistic conception."

Li Muwan turned to look at Lin Che, her eyes sparkling with nostalgia, and smiled slightly, saying, "Back then, I always thought about becoming stronger quickly so I could keep up with you, but I never thought..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Che gently pressed his lips to hers, turned around and sat on the wooden stool, looking at the still lush banana leaves outside the window, and said softly, "This is good."

Li Muwan was taken aback, but then she understood the meaning behind her husband's words.

Yes, that's good.

At least they can still stand side by side here, watching the same rain patter on the banana leaves and listening to the same gust of wind passing through the corridor.

The two sat quietly inside the shop for a long time, until the setting sun cast long shadows, before finally walking out hand in hand.

Li Yuanfeng was still guarding not far away. When he saw them come out, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Senior, we have prepared accommodations in the city. It is the residence you lived in in the Southern Kingdom back then. I have had people renovate it."

Lin Che did not refuse.

That house holds many memories of his first encounter with Li Muwan, and now that he can spend the rest of his life there, it can be considered that his wish has been fulfilled.

When they returned to the courtyard, dusk had already fallen. The magnolia tree that Li Muwan had planted herself years ago had grown tall and graceful, its branches adorned with buds ready to bloom.

Li Muwan brought hot water and carefully wiped Lin Che's arm. Looking at the light blue marks left on his skin due to the damage to his meridians, her eyes couldn't help but redden again.

"Don't cry all the time."

Lin Che raised his hand to wipe away her tears, his rough fingertips caressing her cheek, and smiled, "If you keep crying, all the flowers in this yard will wither from your tears."

Li Muwan stopped crying and smiled, taking his hand and pressing it against her face: "My husband is right, I won't cry anymore."

But only she knew how much she cherished that smile.

In the days that followed, the two lived the life of an ordinary married couple in this house.

Li Muwan stopped using her spiritual power and instead spent her days doing laundry and cooking like an ordinary woman, keeping the courtyard in perfect order.

Lin Che sat under the magnolia tree, watching her water the flowers and listening to her hum ancient southern folk songs. Occasionally, he would think of the days when he was a powerful and influential figure. Although he felt a little melancholy, he felt more at peace.

.........

In the quiet room, Lin Che sat cross-legged, his energy emanating from him, his bones crackling, and sweat pouring down his face.

Seeing the extreme, Lin Che suddenly opened his eyes, spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and then began to cough incessantly.

"It's still not enough. This injury is too severe. Returning to my peak condition is as difficult as climbing to the sky..."

Lin Che looked out the window at Li Muwan, feeling heartbroken, but still wiped the blood clean so that Wan'er wouldn't feel pain if she saw it.

Li Muwan then carried in a basin of water and personally helped Lin Che wipe his body. She then smiled and said, "Husband, let's open another shop here tomorrow."

"When we were in the mortal realm last time, we opened a tavern. Let's open a tavern here too."

Lin Che did not refuse, after all, he did not have much time left, and being able to accompany Wan'er was the thing he wanted to do most.

Seeing that her husband had agreed, Li Muwan happily threw herself into Lin Che's arms, then blushed slightly and said, "Husband...we haven't been intimate for a long time, have we..."

Lin Che stiffened, looking down at Li Muwan, whose cheeks were flushed, in his arms. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, showing a hint of shyness, but more so a deep-seated longing that had been hidden for many years.

For the past two years, she had stayed by his bedside without leaving him for a moment, burying her feelings for him deep in her heart. Now that he has woken up, those suppressed emotions dare to quietly surface.

Lin Che raised his hand and gently stroked her long hair, his fingertips tracing her delicate skin, his voice tinged with an indescribable bitterness: "Wan'er, now..."

"I do not care."

Li Muwan looked up and interrupted him, her eyes shining like stars, "What I wanted was never some powerful cultivator, but simply my husband, Lin Che."

Li Muwan reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her cheek against his chest, listening to his slightly weak but steady heartbeat.

"Even just leaning against you quietly like this, I'm content." (End of Chapter)