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This action enraged Princess Feng Yuan, who was already dissatisfied with the God. To vent her anger, she massacred the entire village that the God of Fusang had previously helped as revenge! Seeing the lowly humans pleading and begging, Feng Yuan felt much better.

In her second life, Feng Yuan meticulously planned to break the pride of the Fusang God, having him transmigrate into the body of a fake young master in the Xia Kingdom's general's mansion.

However, at the age of coming of age, she arranged for someone to send the real young master of the General's Mansion back to the mansion, and exposed the truth about the two being a real and fake young master at a banquet held by the Emperor.

In front of everyone, the true young master was publicly exposed for being abused by his "biological mother" over the years. The true young master cooperated by crying and pleading, and his appearance moved and saddened countless people.

The general's wife had fought alongside her husband in battle, but her health had deteriorated due to childbirth on the battlefield. Upon hearing this, she immediately fainted.

This action instantly changed the general's expression, and he angrily rebuked the Fusang God!

Then they had the young master and the rest of his family taken away, leaving him alone standing there, enduring the mocking and scornful stares of the crowd!

After that banquet, the aloof and handsome young general, who was admired by countless young girls in the capital, became a despised thief.

A barrage of malicious insults poured in, like invisible knives that seemed intent on tearing his flesh apart!

Even his family members, who had once cared for him deeply, became cold and cruel, and in order to make up for the suffering their son had endured, they abused him in every way as revenge.

Just as he was about to be dragged into that muddy swamp by countless black hands, Princess Feng Yuan, carrying a script of redemption, descended from the sky.

She approached the fallen avatar of the deity and, looking down at him, asked if he would be willing to help him take revenge.

The man, carrying his battered body, ignored her. Feng Yuan had learned her lesson and was more patient than in her previous life.

When Fusang ignored her, she persisted in bringing him food and medicine, hoping to gradually win him over.

But in the course of their daily interactions, the Fusang God still hasn't made a move.

Feng Yuan was actually stirred by his cold and indifferent attitude...

As the last deity in the vast world, the appearance of the Fusang God is beyond question. Even as a fragment of his soul, his beauty is enough to make one unable to look away.

In her previous life, Feng Yuan only thought about how to torment the other person. Now, she truly relaxed and looked at the other person's appearance...

A different feeling also arose in Feng Yuan's heart.

After all, according to the conversion of the immortal realm, she was just a girl who had just turned two thousand years old.

It's normal to be attracted to a beauty like Fusang.

Feng Yuan calls herself the little princess of the celestial realm, and she has many suitors. She never fails at anything she sets her mind to.

Since she had fallen for the God of Fusang, Feng Yuan didn't rest and began to flirt with him intentionally or unintentionally.

Feng Yuan had even decided that if Fusang and she became Daoist partners, she would not pursue Fusang's past arrogance and conceit.

Anyway, he will train the Fusang God well so that he will put her first in everything.

As for prioritizing mortals? It doesn't matter, since she's now the wife of a god and is no longer subject to those rules and regulations.

As for the others? Apart from my father and mother, what do they have to do with me?

Moreover, if her father and mother knew that she was with the God, they would definitely stand on the God's side for her future happiness.

When they help the God manage the Three Realms, she, as the God's wife, will also be one of the rulers, so why would she need to think about those messy things?

With this in mind, Feng Yuan began to seduce Fusang.

Contrary to expectations, things didn't go smoothly. Fusang was like a rotten piece of wood, not only completely unresponsive to Feng Yuan's every move, but even scolded her for being shameless and promiscuous when she tried to provoke her.

Feng Yuan had never been scolded like this before. She was furious. When had she ever suffered such humiliation?

But she loved Fusang and could not possibly lay a hand on her. In a fit of anger, she vented all her fury on the General's Mansion, using her divine power to wipe out the entire family!

After calming down, Feng Yuan looked at her masterpiece and had a change of heart.

Before, Fusang was a proud son of heaven, but he suddenly fell into the mud because of the General's Mansion incident. He must hate the General's Mansion, the culprit, just like those ordinary people.

If I tell him that I killed the entire general's family, Fusang will definitely be moved and change his opinion of me, right?

Thinking it over, Feng Yuan did just that.

But just as she finished speaking, and was imagining how grateful Fusang would be to her,

Fusang slowly raised his head. He didn't say anything, but just stared at her with his dark, deep eyes.

Then, as Feng Yuan grew impatient, Fu Sang stood up and approached Feng Yuan.

Having read many mortal tales, Feng Yuan wondered what he was about to do, and her heart fluttered wildly.

But the next moment, Fusang suddenly drew a dagger and stabbed it toward Feng Yuan's heart!

Caught off guard, Feng Yuan felt a sharp stab to the heart. Instinctively, she raised her hand and used all her spiritual power to strike Fusang with a palm.

She coughed up blood, her eyes filled with anger and astonishment, and questioned him why he had done this to her!

Fusang was just a mortal, and this palm strike shattered his internal organs and broke all the meridians in his body!

But he had no regrets. He looked at Feng Yuan with disgust and, with his last strength, said, "All of this was indeed caused by you, you evil spirit." Without hesitation, he took the dagger and committed suicide.

Feng Yuan never expected that her efforts to please him would result in him pointing his finger at her and calling her a demon!

Her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife. The once unruly little princess experienced the agony of love for the first time.

She used her spiritual power to heal her body and returned to the celestial realm, distraught.

No matter how much the people around her tried to persuade her, the words "evil spirit" that Fusang had used to curse her kept flashing through her mind. The heartbreaking pain spread and enveloped her like a tidal wave, making it impossible for Feng Yuan to sleep day and night.

In the end, it was the male supporting character who appeared and took her on a tour of the mortal realm to comfort her, which helped Feng Yuan recover from her sadness.

The first thing Feng Yuan did after leaving was to go find Fusang.

She made up her mind: since Fusang didn't like those melodramatic dramas, she would try a different approach!

Let Fusang become the emperor of this world and enjoy everything!

Then, she will disguise herself as a concubine and enter the palace, and naturally get together with Fusang, and work together with him to manage the country!

In this way, she would integrate herself into the ranks of those lowly mortals as Fusang wished, and he should be satisfied.

With this in mind, Feng Yuan abandoned the second male lead who was full of love for her and resolutely entered the Fusang harem.

Unfortunately, Fusang was still Fusang. As an emperor, he devoted all his energy to governing the country and had no time to pay attention to the so-called harem.

Even his concubines were chosen and taken in by his mother; Fusang simply didn't bother with them.

His cold and indifferent behavior gave the second male lead, who had always been infatuated with Feng Yuan, an opportunity to create misunderstandings and entangle them.

This gradually disappointed Feng Yuan, who was deeply in love with Fusang...

Seeing Fusang and the queen arranged by her mother ascend the throne hand in hand, Feng Yuan's pure and passionate heart finally died.

At the urging of the second male lead, she left Fusang, covered in wounds and exhausted, leaving behind the man who had broken her heart.

To prevent her from being investigated, she even used the sealed spiritual power to set fire to her palace, reducing the entire palace and all her belongings to ashes...

After that, with the second male lead's comforting words, Feng Yuan's shattered heart was pieced back together, and she finally noticed the man she had been ignoring.

The two naturally came together and held a heavenly wedding to become partners who would never be separated for eternity.

But as the saying goes, what you can't have is always stirring your heart.

Even though Feng Yuan is with the second male lead, she would occasionally recall Fu Sang, whom she had once been infatuated with, and think of the foolish things she had done for him, which would bring a bitter smile to her face.

As the second male lead who deeply loves the female lead, how could he not see the sadness hidden in his wife's eyes?

The second male lead didn't say anything, but after making the female lead happy with his playful antics, he secretly used his spiritual power to unleash a natural disaster as revenge!

The well-governed nation of Fusang collapsed in an instant! Countless people were swallowed up by earthquakes and floods, and lives were lost amidst screams and pleas for mercy!

He merely curled his lips into a disdainful smile and turned to leave.

What he didn't know was that the mortals he considered lowly learned that all of this was done to them by the high and mighty immortals.

Unwilling and powerful resentment coalesced and merged, and a viscous, scarlet aura emerged and permeated the air.

They gritted their teeth and stared at the sky, wondering why? Why could the immortals trample them underfoot and disregard their lives?

Everything in the world has its own laws, and their birth is also permitted by those laws!

By what right do these immortals arbitrarily control the life and death of others?

Just because they are stronger than ordinary people?!

Alright! If that's the case, then they must be even more powerful than immortals!

The resentment accumulated over millions of years reached its peak, and a fierce and terrifying aura of destruction suddenly erupted!

Thus, a monster called "Demon" was born.

It was formed from the resentment of dead humans who had absorbed millions of years of hatred. They flew into the sky and tore apart and swallowed all the high and mighty gods.

Just as a great war that could shake the heavens and earth was about to break out, the Fusang God, who was undergoing another tribulation, was forced to awaken.

Looking at the devastated world before him, he sighed softly.

Then, he used his power to restore all the demonized humans and send them into the cycle of reincarnation.

The ravaged land was restored in an instant, but the rescued humans showed no remorse, their hateful gazes still fixed on the sky.

When the immortals and gods saw Fusang appear, they scrambled over to him, begging him to uphold justice.

According to them, mortals who dared to defy the heavens and slaughter gods deserved to be exterminated.

Fusang ignored them, simply waving his hand to completely separate the celestial realm from the mortal realm. The cultivation levels of all the gods in the celestial realm were reduced by half, preventing them from ever making any further progress and stepping into the mortal realm.

He himself dispersed all his magical power, restoring himself to the form of a Fusang tree, becoming a barrier between the two realms.

Anyone who violates this rule will be executed without mercy.

From then on, the mortal and immortal realms fell into peace.

As for the female lead who started all of this and the second male lead who successfully rose to power, they quietly disappeared into a corner.

After the incident, as time passed and the two, whose skills had been largely destroyed and who were gradually aging, began to reflect on their actions.

With their heads full of white hair, they came to the hibiscus tree, looked at the tall tree and sighed, blaming themselves for being too young and impulsive and making mistakes back then...

otherwise……

Fortunately, his loved one was by his side, so he wasn't too lonely.

As the immortal realm was sealed, the spiritual energy within gradually dissipated, and many descendants of immortals gradually fell from their realms and became mortals.

When the second male lead and the female lead died, much of the spiritual energy in the immortal realm had already dissipated.

I don't know if they were out of their minds or what, but they actually let their descendants bury the two bodies under the Fusang tree.

They said that they were responsible for the current situation and didn't know how to salvage it, so they could only apologize in this way.

This isn't an apology; it's downright disgusting.

Even after death, they still harass people. Why don't they just throw their ashes into the latrine?

Thinking about the ending of the story, Sang Huan couldn't help but twitch her lips, and a clear look of disgust appeared in her bright eyes.

These beasts of the celestial realm not only disregard mortals, but also treat other beings who cultivate and aspire to ascend to the upper realms as mere playthings under their control!

The original owner was a dodder flower that had cultivated for a thousand years. She could have transformed and ascended to heaven a hundred years ago, but she was unexpectedly struck by lightning and lost most of her cultivation!

The so-called tribulation lightning was nothing more than the second male lead deliberately tormenting the spirits and using their wails to amuse the female lead!

The original owner dared not provoke them, so he could only secretly and disheveledly transform and leave after they left, hoping to find some edible herbs in the nearby forest to replenish his weakened body.

But as soon as she took human form, the man and woman appeared laughing and joking. Then, without saying a word, they used their spiritual power to strangle her and drag her across the ground.

The original owner's screams were so loud that they startled the female lead.

Without saying a word, the second male lead stripped the original owner of all her cultivation and returned her to her original form, burning her to ashes to appease the frightened female lead.

The original owner didn't even have time to utter a single word from beginning to end, because the screams were so loud that his soul was completely destroyed...

That's really true...

ridiculous.

In their eyes, these so-called spirits and monsters were nothing more than ants and mortals!

It's good enough to have some fun with their wails; do we even care if they're dead or alive?

Is this what they call an immortal...?

It doesn't matter, then they can all just die.

Why bother transforming them into their original forms to become a barrier between the two realms? That's just plain stupid. Instead of keeping these menaces around to cause trouble, it would be much better to just strip them of their cultivation and throw them into the animal realm.

The male lead is unwilling? Then just absorb some of his luck and throw him in too.

Useless trash.

"Huanhuan, I'm all packed."

The curtain at the door was lifted, revealing the tall figure of a man. His long, narrow eyes, filled with tenderness, gazed at the girl before him, the affection in them almost overwhelming her.

Sang Huan's fingertips, which were twirling a strand of hair, trembled slightly. Her beautiful, watery eyes blinked, and she pretended to look away nonchalantly.

"You're all done tidying up, so what? You want me to praise you?"

She tried to cover up her earlier unease by raising her voice, but how could Shang Fuyan not notice her unusual behavior? He raised an eyebrow and stepped forward.

He extended his long, slender, pale fingers and lifted a strand of hair from the girl's cheek, his voice deep and clear.

"If my wife is willing, I will be very happy."

Meeting the man's refined and noble eyes, Sang Huan paused, raised her hand to slap his hand away, and spoke fiercely.

"Just talk, why resort to violence all the time!"

Forget it, the god's luck smells so good, she's not going to let it go—she'll absorb it first and then worry about it.

(This story will be finished once this world is completed, so please don't hoard any chapters, my dears. I'll be quite busy during the Chinese New Year, so the writing might not be very good. Please bear with me while I work on it QAQ)