Chapter 125: Then You Should Divorce Me

“Wang Xing, come here, we have a guest.”

“Hello there, little Wang Xing.”

The Old Man smiled and took out a few pieces of candy from his robe.

Six-year-old Sikong Wangxing stared with wide eyes, blinking as she looked at the candy in the old grandfather’s hand, but her small hands held tight, not daring to reach out.

“It’s alright, Wang Xing. He is the Master of your future husband, one of our own.” The Old City Lord of Tianji City patted Wang Xing’s small head.

“The Master of Wang Xing’s future husband?” Wang Xing asked innocently, hugging her grandfather’s neck.

“That’s right.” The Old Man smiled as he tucked the candy into the pocket of Wang Xing’s dress. “That silly Disciple of mine is called Lin Xun. Once Wang Xing grows up, please take good care of that silly boy.”

“Wang Xing… Can Wang Xing take care of others too?” A happy light flickered in the little girl’s eyes.

“You can.” The Old Man rubbed his granddaughter’s head.

The little girl was very fair-skinned, but it wasn’t a healthy fairness; it was a frail, sickly pallor.

“But…” Wang Xing lowered her eyes and said softly, “Wang Xing’s body is very weak. Wang Xing needs the maid sisters to take care of her… Can Wang Xing really take care of someone else?”

“That’s why,” the Old Man said with a smile, “Wang Xing must take her medicine and grow up well. When Wang Xing grows up, she will even become a mother.”

“A mother?” The little girl’s voice was like a warbler on a branch. “Can Wang Xing really be a mother?”

“Of course you can.” The Old City Lord of Tianji City kissed his granddaughter’s cheek. “So, Wang Xing, try your best to grow up, okay? In ten more years, when you reach the age for marriage in the mortal world, you can get married.”

“But Grandfather… what if Brother Lin doesn’t like me?” Wang Xing’s innocent eyes were incredibly adorable.

“Doesn’t like you? Heh heh.” The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect took out a bamboo cane and handed it to Wang Xing. “If that boy dares not to like Wang Xing, or if he dares to be unfaithful in the future, Wang Xing, you just whip him!”

“Young Miss, Young Miss, what happened today to make you so happy?”

“Sister Manman.” The six-year-old girl ran forward happily, her little feet skipping. “Sister Manman, Wang Xing… Wang Xing has a husband.”

“A husband?” The personal maid responsible for taking care of the little girl was stunned.

“Yes, yes! Grandfather told Wang Xing about a marriage arrangement. Grandfather said when Wang Xing is sixteen, Wang Xing can get married and have a little baby later.”

The little girl traced a large circle with her hands, as if it were a very, very big dream.

But amidst her happiness, the young girl lowered her small head, and her little mouth pouted slightly.

“Sister Manman.” The little girl poked her fingers together. “Is sixteen still many, many years away? Can Wang Xing… can Wang Xing grow up that much?”

Wang Xing’s dejected look pierced the maid’s heart like an icicle. The maid named Manman crouched down and took the girl into her arms. “You can. Young Miss definitely can. This servant is still waiting to eat Young Miss’s wedding candy.”

“Mhm.” In Manman’s arms, Wang Xing nodded happily. “Wang Xing will work hard. I’ll let Sister Manman eat candy.”

“Young Miss, Young Miss, what are you doing?”

In the boudoir, Manman quietly approached the now seven-year-old girl, who was holding a paintbrush and looking very serious.

“Ah! Sister Manman, you shouldn’t scare people.” The little girl’s shoulders trembled slightly.

“Sorry, sorry, please forgive me, Young Miss.” Manman didn’t seem apologetic at all; instead, she playfully bit the girl’s smooth, tender cheek.

“Sister Manman…” Little Wang Xing pouted.

“Hmm?” Manman looked curiously at her explosively cute little Master.

Wang Xing said seriously, “Sister Manman can’t kiss Wang Xing. The books say only a husband can kiss a girl, and Wang Xing already has a fiancé.”

“The books say Young Miss can’t be kissed by other boys. Girls don’t count.”

“Eh? Is that so?”

“Mhm, that’s right.” Manman took another playful bite of Wang Xing. “Come, let this servant see what Young Miss is drawing?”

Manman settled little Wang Xing onto her lap.

On the rice paper on the table, two stick figures were drawn.

“Young Miss, who are they?”

“This girl is Wang Xing.” Wang Xing pointed happily at one stick figure.

“The other one is Brother Lin, Wang Xing’s fiancé.” Wang Xing pointed at the other stick figure. “Wang Xing and Brother Lin are holding hands, so we’ll have a baby soon.”

“Young Miss…”

“Mhm?”

“Holding hands doesn’t make babies.”

“Eh? It doesn’t?” Little Wang Xing blinked. “Then how do you have babies?”

“Young Miss, Young Miss, please rest for a bit.”

Looking at the eight-year-old girl who had been standing in the courtyard for the duration of an incense stick, Manman felt heartbroken.

“I can’t.” Eight-year-old Wang Xing shook her head. “Grandma Lin said that Wang Xing’s posture isn’t pretty, so I have to practice my standing posture.”

“Young Miss, what book are you reading? ‘Admonitions for Women’? Young Miss, that’s for ladies in the mortal world. We Cultivators don’t need to read that.”

“That won’t do.” Nine-year-old Wang Xing said with a smile. “Abiding by womanly virtues, assisting one’s husband and teaching one’s children—whether a Cultivator or a mortal woman, these are necessary.”

“Young Miss is embroidering again?”

“Mhm.”

Eleven-year-old Wang Xing’s figure began to grow and develop. Her originally chubby baby chin had become pointed, and she was increasingly showing the charm of a beauty.

“Is Young Miss making clothes for this servant?”

“Of course not.” Wang Xing said beamingly, “It’s for Brother Lin.”

“Brother Lin again…” Manman was a bit jealous. “Young Miss, who exactly is your fiancé? There are too many great families with the surname Lin in the world.”

“I can’t say.” Wang Xing’s eyes were full of happiness. “Grandfather and Father said it’s a secret.”

“Mister Must Not Die! How is my granddaughter? If you can’t cure her, don’t even think about leaving my Tianji City!”

Outside the boudoir, the Old City Lord of Tianji City and the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley were locked in an argument. The Old City Lord had already grabbed the Valley Master by the collar, nearly giving him a shoulder throw.

Inside the boudoir, the twelve-year-old girl had fallen into a coma.

“Old Man, don’t you know your own granddaughter’s condition? Twelve years old is just a minor tribulation for her! Even if she survives it, there’s still a major tribulation at eighteen!” Must Not Die was also very uncomfortable. Having lived for a thousand years, there was no illness he couldn’t cure, so he was quite frustrated.

“I don’t care, you must cure her today!”

“You’re trying to force a doctor-patient dispute!”

Must Not Die’s chest heaved with anger.

“I’ve already used the maximum dosage. Any more, and your granddaughter’s body definitely won’t hold out! Now it all depends on how strong Wang Xing’s will to live is! Old Man, do you understand?!”

“Grandfather.”

Just as the Old City Lord of Tianji City and the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley were in a standoff outside, a weak cry faintly came from within the room.

“Wang Xing.”

The Old City Lord of Tianji City let go of Must Not Die’s collar and rushed inside.

Sitting beside his granddaughter and seeing her frail state, the Old City Lord’s heart ached.

“Grandfather.” The twelve-year-old girl weakly opened her eyes. “Grandfather, can Wang Xing no longer marry Brother Lin?”

“You can, Wang Xing definitely can.” Holding his granddaughter’s small hand, even though he had lived for thousands of years, the Old Man’s eyes grew moist.

“Wang Xing knitted a scarf. If Wang Xing can’t give it to Brother Lin, please help Wang Xing deliver it, Grandfather.”

“Silly child, what are you saying? Wang Xing will definitely be able to hand it to that brat personally. Grandfather is still waiting to hold his great-granddaughter.”

“Mhm… Wang Xing wants to hand it… hand it to Brother Lin personally.”

“Wang Xing, don’t sleep. Wang Xing!”

“Old Man, get out of the way, I’m going to perform acupuncture! Whether she can wake up depends on this!”

“Wang Xing.”

“Mother.”

Having successfully survived the major tribulation at twelve, the now thirteen-year-old girl happily put down her book and stood up when she saw her mother approaching.

“Wang Xing.” Madam Sikong sat beside her daughter and took her small hand. “Daughter, there is something Mother has been wanting to tell you.”

“Mhm, please speak, Mother.”

“Lin Xun, Wang Xing’s fiancé, has now become an enemy of all the sects and factions. He is a terrifying Devil Head. If Wang Xing marries him, you will suffer a lot.”

“There are still three years until Wang Xing’s marriage. If Wang Xing wishes to break the engagement… then Mother…”

“Mother.”

The young girl interrupted her mother. Her sickly pale face was incredibly delicate, like a flower swaying in the wind, but her sweet smile was like a morning narcissus, clean and pure.

“Wang Xing already has an engagement with Brother Lin. If Wang Xing breaks it now, what would he think? A wife follows her husband no matter what; in this life, Wang Xing already belongs to Brother Lin.”

“Even if the whole world stands against Brother Lin, Wang Xing will stand in front of him. This is a wife’s duty, just as Mother has done for Father.”

“But…” Madam Sikong wanted to persuade her further.

“It’s alright, Mother.”

Wang Xing hugged her mother’s slender waist, burying her face in her mother’s chest.

“Mother, don’t worry about Wang Xing. I’ll be fine. Wang Xing will be a good wife. No matter what people say about Brother Lin, or how formidable he is, Brother Lin will always be Wang Xing’s future husband.”

In the time that followed, Wang Xing often heard the maids and the Disciples of Tianji City talk about how ferocious Lin Xun was, how he bullied others, and how arrogant and overbearing he had become.

Various sects and factions had been slaughtered from beginning to end by Lin Xun alone with a spear, losing all face and becoming filled with fear and anger toward him.

There were even rumors that “when Lin Xun achieves Dao and merges with Heaven and Earth, the world will become an Avici Hell,” which grew more intense.

Every time she heard these things, the young girl would gently lower her eyes, and her cultivation would become even more diligent.

The girl’s thoughts were simple: when her husband was surrounded by enemies, she wanted to be able to stand by his side and protect him.

“I will definitely take good care of my husband…” In the courtyard, Sikong Wangxing, who had just finished practicing the Heavenly Secret Technique, was using her break to practice her walking posture.

The girl was now fourteen. Not only did she possess the purity unique to her age, but her every move also carried elegance and dignity.

“Young Miss, Young Miss!”

Just as the girl had finished a lap in the courtyard, Sister Manman ran in, her eyes filled with a bit of joy and excitement.

“Sister Manman, what is making you so happy?”

The girl stopped and stood gracefully before her.

“Young Miss.” Manman took Wang Xing’s small hand. “Young Miss, have you heard? Rumor has it that Lin Xun has suddenly disappeared.”

“Disappeared… gone?” The girl’s eyes went blank.

“Yes, yes!” Manman nodded. “I heard the Ten Thousand Demon Sect has already sent out tens of thousands of Cultivators to search for him… Young Miss? Young Miss, where are you going? Eh? Young Miss!”

“Wang Xing…”

“Grandfather.”

The Old Man lay on the bed. The girl tightly held his aged hand, tears falling continuously.

The girl, who had reached the age of fifteen, had nearly fully developed. Her figure was already exquisite, and she had blossomed into a beauty.

When the world’s se jia ranking was next updated, the four characters “Sikong Wangxing” would surely appear in the top ten.

“My time has come. I’m afraid I won’t be able to see Wang Xing beautifully married off…”

“No, you can. Grandfather is fine. Grandfather will definitely see Wang Xing get married.” Tears rolled down the girl’s cheeks and dripped onto the back of the Old Man’s hand.

The Old Man shook his head. “It’s alright, Wang Xing. Grandfather will watch over you from the heavens. When Wang Xing looks up, that brightest star might just be Grandfather.”

“Alright, stop crying. Your constitution is already weak. If you cry any more, your health will only get worse.”

“Wang Xing won’t cry.” The girl bit her red lips tightly. “Grandfather must also get well soon.”

“Hahaha, alright. If Wang Xing doesn’t cry, Grandfather will get better.”

The Old Man stroked his granddaughter’s cheek.

“Wang Xing, actually, Grandfather thought that as you grew older, you would hate this marriage more and more. To be honest, Grandfather wasn’t very optimistic about this marriage either. Sometimes I even wondered if arranging this marriage for you was worth it.”

“But over this past year, since Lin Xun disappeared, whenever Grandfather saw you secretly looking for news of that brat, I felt both gratified and helpless.”

“Wang Xing, don’t worry. That brat Lin Xun isn’t dead yet.”

“It’s just that brat… Sigh. Forget it, let’s not talk about it.”

“Wang Xing, do you really want to marry Lin Xun?”

“Mhm. Grandfather, Wang Xing is truly willing to marry Brother Lin, no matter what kind of Devil Head he is.”

“But what if one day, he is surrounded by enemies on all sides?”

“Then Brother Lin will still be Wang Xing’s husband, and Wang Xing will still be Brother Lin’s wife.”

“Wang Xing will always stay by Brother Lin’s side. Since we are husband and wife, we shall never be parted…”

“Then, Lin Xun, do you know who I am?” In the cave, the now sixteen-year-old girl’s voice trembled.

“I know.” Lin Xun’s voice was devoid of emotion.

“Who am I?” The girl’s voice was like a flower swaying in the wind.

“Sikong Wangxing.”

Lin Xun turned his head and looked her straight in the eye, but his eyes were as cold as a fisherman who had been killing fish for twenty years at the harbor mouth.

“My fiancée… former fiancée.”

“Former fiancée…” Wang Xing murmured to herself with her head lowered.

The girl raised her head and looked at him wearing the mask, the firelight flickering on the cave walls.

After a long while, the girl smiled, her eyes curving.

“Then you should divorce me.”