She became a god

After hearing Wen Xichun's explanation, Gui Qing was at a loss for words.

I thought it was absurd enough that I would fall in love with my dead nemesis after ten thousand years, but Wenxi Spring is even more absurd.

He kept saying he didn't love her, yet he observed her meticulously and had become obsessed with wanting her to love him.

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It's really hard to give a rating.

Gui Qing couldn't help but ask, "God of War, what is love in your eyes?"

Wen Xichun said seriously, "Irrational impulses and possessiveness."

"So, do you want Ye Qingzhou to have a very strong impulse and possessiveness towards you?"

"Ah."

"Have you ever been with Ye Qingzhou?"

"Yes, but it wasn't because of love. I was just too unwilling to accept it. It was just an initial investment to make her love me. I didn't really have those feelings for her."

"If you were just pretending to love her, how could you be so careless and unguarded, ultimately dying at her hands?"

"I was just indulging in a one-man show of pretending to love her."

Gui Qing couldn't help but laugh, "You'd rather say you miscalculated than admit you've fallen for her."

"You want her love but won't admit you love her; you're a really strange creature."

Wen Xichun didn't take Gui Qing's words to heart. She had figured it out: no matter how she explained, no one would believe that she didn't love Ye Qingzhou.

“I have miscalculated many times with her. She is the biggest variable in my three lifetimes. She is completely different from the other tribulations.”

"If I were to die under another calamity, I would only regret that I was not strong enough."

“I hate myself for not being strong enough to die at her hands, but I hate her even more for her betrayal and hypocrisy.”

Gui Qing sighed, "Where does hate come from without love? In my opinion, you don't really hate her, you just hate yourself, hate yourself for loving her knowing it would cause you pain."

"Stop emphasizing that you don't love her. Admittedly, everyone has a different definition of love."

"But by worldly standards, Ye Qingzhou can make you feel so emotionally turbulent, and can be regarded as your destined love tribulation. Without a doubt, she is the love of your life."

"Of course, you might be like me before I became a god, feeling that you don't need love and that it's shameful to fall in love."

"Although I have never met the Ye Qingzhou you mentioned, I think she is definitely different from what you described."

"Your description of her is too emotional."

"You seem to have a distorted compensatory psychology towards her. You want to get all the emotions you can't get from your mother, father, teachers, friends, and spiritual partners from her."

"Perhaps you still feel that you don't love her, but I think it's undeniable that you do regard Ye Qingzhou as the anchor or destination of all your love and desire."

Wen Xichun neither confirmed nor denied it, but suddenly asked, "Does obtaining the Golden Bell truly guarantee a love affair that combines love and desire?"

Although Gui Qing was puzzled, Wen Xichun's words stirred up memories. "At first, I didn't believe it either. Before I got the golden bell, not to brag, but imperial power, wealth, magical treasures, and close friends were all fleeting clouds in my eyes. After I got the golden bell, I dreamed of Yun Ling."

I hadn't dreamed of her for a long time. In my dream, she was still graceful and beautiful, like a lotus flower still covered with dew in the early morning, elegant and refined.

She moved gracefully and slowly toward me, not to kill me, but to kiss me.

I've always known that she has a crush on me.

But she didn't know that I knew she had a crush on me.

She's so silly.

How could a person sitting by a campfire not feel warmth?

She is my destined nemesis. How can I become a god if I don't kill her?

I can't let her go, and I can't possibly love her.

But I disdain using her feelings for me to kill her, and since she didn't dare to confess, I pretended not to know.

The dress she wore in my dream was one I'd only ever seen once in real life.

It was the day I killed her.

Dressed in pink and green, a slight bitterness appeared on her fair face, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

She died as beautifully as a lotus flower in full bloom, about to wither in an instant.

I wasn’t surprised that she kissed me in my dream, until she hooked her sash, smiled and asked, “Besides killing me, don’t you want to do anything to me?”

I'm a little taller than her, and I can see her fair and slender neck and her beautiful curves.

A breeze swept through the pavilion, and for a moment I couldn't tell if it was the fragrance of flowers or the scent of a person that captivated me, making me feel utterly infatuated, as if it truly belonged to her.

After that dream, I never dreamed of her again.

Later, I specifically sought out Xiaozhou, who only said that the golden bell would help me clarify my feelings and throw myself into a dreamlike romance with a heart full of love and desire.

The goddess Yao Ji told me that I dream of Yun Ling because I love her. If Yun Ling were alive, I would find her guided by the golden bell. But Yun Ling is dead, and I can only see her in my dreams; everything in my dreams is what my subconscious desires to happen.

But she is gone, and the price I paid for having this dream is that I will never dream of her again.

After a long while, Gui Qing finally pulled herself out of her thoughts and looked at Wen Xichun, who was still in a daze. "You asked me about Xiao Zhou, so you must have already decided to ask for the Golden Bell. I've explained the pros and cons to you. Whether you act on it or not is up to you."

“Wen Xichun, you’ve asked me so many questions, I’d like to ask you one too.”

"You said."

"I want to know, why did you kill Ye Qingzhou even though you knew you loved her? You're a sword cultivator, you should know that one strike will either kill or wound. But you still did it. In your eyes, can hatred for a lover truly outweigh love?"

Wen Xichun frowned. "Why are you asking this?"

"I just want to know, if Yunling knew I would kill her, would she still continue to love me?"

Wen Xichun was too tired to argue about whether Ye Qingzhou was her lover. She said, "Hate and love are intertwined."

The hatred runs deep, but the love has a very long shelf life.

Perhaps I will never be able to let go of the hatred in this lifetime, let alone stop loving.

Upon hearing this, Gui Qing's body stiffened slightly, as if she had been frozen in place. After a long while, she let out a bitter laugh, "In the end, I buried the love that never even began with my own hands."

Wen Xichun looked down on Gui Qing's ashen face. "You didn't kill her because you didn't love her, nor because you loved someone else. You killed her for the sake of the Great Dao. From now on, her Dao and your Dao will forever belong to you. Why are you still crying and wailing?"

This was the first time Gui Qing had ever heard such a twisted logic. "You think that by killing your lover, you can integrate her into your Dao?"

"Of course, Yunling is your destined nemesis. If you kill her, she will become one of the fruits of your path to godhood. In this way, isn't it a case of 'you are in me, and I am in you'? I really don't understand what you, Ghost Minister, are dissatisfied with?"

Gui Qing was stunned, only to hear Wen Xichun say again, "Don't tell me you don't want to become a god? Since you killed her to become a god, then she was the nourishment for your ideal. Your ideal has been achieved, so her death was not in vain. Besides, you loved each other, so why do you still have regrets?"

Having said that, Wen Xichun didn't give Gui Qing a chance to reply and immediately left.