High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Su Jie paused, his voice suddenly turning cold: "I want to show her how many women are vying for the man she doesn't want."

I want her to see for herself how I sleep with other women. I want her to know what she's missing out on.

Su Jie took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"So when I saw you on this battlefield, when I saw your face that looked exactly like hers, I thought, I've finally found her."

He shook his head and gave a bitter laugh: "So you're not Jiang Rou'er after all."

"So all my revenge during this time was for nothing?"

Jiang Yue'er stood there, listening to these words, her mind a complete mess.

Su Jie wasn't targeting her.

He was just getting revenge on a woman who had dumped him.

And she just happened to look like that woman, just happened to be named "Rou'er," and just happened to be mistaken for her by him.

A strange, indescribable emotion welled up inside her.

The humiliation she endured for over ninety years wasn't because she did anything wrong, but simply because of her face.

Why? Why should she bear all this for Jiang Rou'er?

Su Jie looked at her blank face, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly sighed.

"Jiang Yue'er".

He called her by her real name for the first time.

"It was definitely my fault. I mistook you for her."

Jiang Yue'er's lips moved as if she wanted to say "It's okay," but she swallowed the words back.

How could it be okay?

How can more than ninety years of humiliation and more than ninety years of grievances be simply dismissed with a "mistaken identity"?

Su Jie seemed to see through her thoughts and added, "But you were also at fault."

Jiang Yue'er suddenly looked up: "What did I do wrong?"

"Why didn't you explain when I acknowledged you?"

I said, "You are Rou'er," and you nodded.

I said, "You are my Daoist partner," and you complied.

If you had simply said "you've mistaken me for someone else" from the beginning, none of this would have happened.

Jiang Yue'er opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but found that what he said... seemed to make some sense.

Why didn't she explain?

Because of greed.

They coveted his combat power, his wealth, and his generosity in casually tossing out a thousand top-grade cosmic crystals.

She thought she could turn the tables on him, manipulate him at will, and take control of the situation.

As a result, he got himself involved.

She lowered her head, unable to speak.

Su Jie looked at her and rubbed his temples, as if he really had a headache.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about it. I know you're no good either; you were definitely trying to scam me from the start."

He waved his hand, his tone returning to its usual lazy manner:

"You can just stay here peacefully from now on. I won't check on you anymore. Do whatever you want."

Jiang Yue'er was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him: "You really... won't touch me anymore?"

Su Jie rolled her eyes: "Why would I touch you? You're not going to have my baby."

Jiang Yue'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and she spat out, "Who wants to have your baby?"

Su Jie didn't reply, but turned and walked towards the kneeling female disciples, clapping his hands:

"Damn it, that's outrageous! I'm so angry! Come on, keep checking! Don't stop! Today, I'm going to make sure you all get it right!"

The female disciples all lowered their heads and assumed their positions, not daring to be negligent.

Jiang Yue'er stood there, watching Su Jie's back, a vague and inexplicable emptiness welling up in her heart.

He... really won't touch her anymore?

She should be happy.

But why can't she be happy?

He toyed with her for over ninety years, turning her from a high-ranking Daoist of the Heavenly Maiden Temple into a woman he could casually toss three top-grade cosmic crystals to dismiss.

It took her over ninety years to get used to this identity and to convince herself that it was "endurance," "sleeping on firewood and tasting gall," and that it was all for the sake of turning the tables.

Now he just says "I mistook you for someone else" and "Do whatever you want," and then he just throws her aside?

Jiang Yue'er bit her lip, watching Su Jie and the female disciples frolicking together.

And I feel like a forgotten object.

And this kind of life will continue for another hundred years.

Although she didn't want Su Jie to torment her, she also didn't want to be ignored by him.

At least while he was tormenting her, she still had the identity of a "Daoist partner" and the envious and jealous looks from those female disciples.

She didn't know what she was thinking, nor what she was angry about.

All she knew was that when she saw Su Jie's hand on another woman's waist, her heart felt like it had been squeezed tightly by something.

That feeling was more painful than any "spot check" in the past ninety years.

She turned around, her back to the group, took a deep breath, and suppressed the emotions that were about to overflow.

She told herself: This is good, I'm free now, I don't have to act anymore, I don't have to endure those humiliations anymore.

Jiang Yue'er walked to the edge of the Great Luo Sword Embryo, turned her back to the group of people, and slowly sat down.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The faint, chaotic scent emanating from Su Jie still lingered in the air.

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if trying to expel the smell from her lungs.

Reason.

She needs to sort things out.

What exactly happened in those ninety years? She was the Dao Child of the Heavenly Maiden Temple, a ninth-order supreme being, an existence that countless geniuses looked up to.

She came for the Soul Refining Mirror, for the Cosmic Crystal, and to become stronger and have more say.

The results of it?

She was mistaken for someone else by a man and forced to play the role of "Jiang Rou'er" for over ninety years.

She hated him.

She should hate him.

He treated her as a substitute, as a tool for revenge, and as a plaything he could discard at will.

But why did she feel empty inside when he withdrew his hand, turned around, and walked towards the female disciples?

Jiang Yue'er clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms.

She told herself: It's because I'm not reconciled.

It wasn't because I couldn't bear to part with him, but because I was unwilling to be treated like this by him.

She gave so much and endured so much, and all he did was dismiss her with a simple "mistaken identity"?

Then all her previous efforts were in vain?

She also wanted to earn enough cosmic crystals so that she could surpass him and become his master.

Not reconciled.

Yes, it's because I'm not reconciled.

She took a deep breath and exhaled the stale air, trying to convince herself.

However, without these ninety-odd years, she would never know what it feels like to be treated like this by a man.

In the Celestial Maiden Temple, she had heard too many words that "men are all ants" and seen too many senior and junior sisters who had been hurt beyond recognition by men.

She thought she wouldn't repeat their mistakes.

She thought she would always be on high, always looking down on those delusional people.

But now, sitting at the end of the sword, watching the man's back and listening to his laughter with the female disciples, she suddenly felt like a joke.

A joke that was played with for ninety years and then casually discarded.

She is not reconciled.

P.S.: It's over, it's really over. Tomorrow is the Eternal Slaughter of the Five Wheels, and Su Jie will soon become the Eternal Supreme.