Volume One, Chapter One: Death and Resurrection

“Ha ha, Jiang Heng, you’re finally about to die! Gu Lan, come take a look at him. After all, he raised your three children, didn’t he?” Han Jingyue looked at Jiang Heng on the sickbed, her smile twisted with malice.

Jiang Heng struggled to open his eyes and gazed at this woman—familiar yet utterly strange. They had lived together for fifty years, and he believed he had never wronged her. Why would she say such things?

Gu Lan stepped forward, smiling as he stood beside Han Jingyue. “Jiang Heng, I’ll make sure you understand this before you die. Gu Jingyue and I have been together all along. Those three children are ours.”

“Is this… true? Jingyue!” Jiang Heng fought to sit up, glaring fiercely at the pair of adulterers. “How have I wronged you to deserve this?”

“Hmph!” Han Jingyue’s eyes were filled with disdain. “Who do you think you are? If you hadn’t used the influence of your ancestor to coerce me, and shamelessly pestered me, do you think I would have married you? I have always loved Gu Lang, not you! Bearing your children? I felt disgusted every time I was with you.”

“If it weren’t for your ancestor forcing me to swear not to harm you, I would have long buried you with a poison pill and flown away with Gu Lang. I’ve been pretending all these years, and I’m utterly tired of it!”

“But I’m not without compensation. After your ancestor passed away, he left behind many treasures—consider it a reward for my years of endurance.” Han Jingyue laughed with triumph. Gu Lan, aware of the wealth Han Jingyue had gained, could not help but sneer coldly at Jiang Heng.

Han Jingyue touched the bracelet on her wrist, smiling as she said to Gu Lan, “Go stop the three children from coming in.”

“Right.” Gu Lan had no intention of letting his children bid farewell to Jiang Heng and left as instructed.

Han Jingyue held the bracelet before Jiang Heng’s eyes. “Do you still recognize this bracelet?”

How could Jiang Heng not recognize it? “It’s the only keepsake my mother left me and the token of our bond.”

“Heh,” Han Jingyue leaned close, whispering with a smile, “You probably don’t know, but this bracelet is the most precious treasure in your family. Inside it lies a spiritual field where all kinds of magical herbs can grow. Without it, Gu Lang and I wouldn’t have achieved our current cultivation.”

Seeing Jiang Heng fixedly staring at the bracelet, Han Jingyue laughed triumphantly. “This secret I haven’t even told Gu Lang. Now, only you and I know it. But you won’t live long to use this knowledge—ha ha ha!”

Jiang Heng coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining his clothes and bedding crimson. Then, with wide eyes, he swallowed his last breath.

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“Whew!” Jiang Heng suddenly drew a deep breath, the surrounding noise sharpening and enveloping him.

Hadn’t he already died? What was going on?

“Jiang Heng, doesn’t this magical hairpin look perfect on Jingyue? It’s like it was custom-made for her and matches her outfit today,” a woman giggled beside his ear.

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