I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

"boom!"

Upon hearing these words, it was as if a thunderbolt struck Su Wanyin's mind, and all the clues suddenly became clear!

My benefactor from thirty-one years ago did not die in the Void Storm!

He is in the Cold Moon Palace!

He is the husband of Mo Qianyan, the Ice and Snow Sword Master, and the legendary Senior Gu who achieved physical sainthood!

"I see...I see!"

Su Wanyin stood outside the teahouse, gazing in the direction of the Supreme Heartless Peak, her eyes gradually reddening and even becoming misty.

Her Golden Core stage brain instantly conjured up an incomparably tragic and epic drama.

"No wonder he wore a mask, no wonder he pretended to be a demonic cultivator and yelled at me, no wonder he was in such a hurry to get rid of me..."

"My benefactor saved me back then out of kindness and compassion. But now he's in the Cold Moon Palace, where the Ice and Snow Sword Master cultivates the Supreme Forgetfulness, making him inevitably ruthless, domineering, and incredibly jealous! My benefactor is living under someone else's roof, and must be constantly restrained. If he had revealed his true face and acknowledged me just now, the Ice and Snow Sword Master would surely have tried to kill me!"

"My benefactor wore a mask and berated me, even kicking away the flying boat, all to protect me! He was afraid I would be harmed by the people of the Cold Moon Palace, so he was willing to bear the infamy of a demonic cultivator himself!"

The more Su Wanyin thought about it, the more moved she became, and the more heartbroken she felt.

Her benefactor silently endured so much injustice to save her; how could Su Wanyin be the kind of cowardly, ungrateful woman who clings to life?!

"My benefactor, the more you try to drive me away, the more I refuse to leave!"

Su Wanyin's eyes were firm, and a resolute air of determination, like a do-or-die spirit, emanated from her.

"Even if it means being slain by the Ice and Snow Sword Master today, I must see my benefactor in person and explain the debt of gratitude I owe him for saving my life back then! I absolutely cannot let my benefactor be caught in the middle!"

Having made up her mind, Su Wanyin didn't even want the flying boat anymore.

Alone, she transformed into a golden streak of light and resolutely returned to the gates of Hanyue Palace once again!

……

at the same time.

Cold Moon Palace, Supreme Heartless Peak.

Gu Yun was leisurely lying on the armchair in the warm pavilion, peeling a crystal-clear spiritual fruit in his hand, and happily offering it to Mo Qianyan's lips.

"Come, Qianyan, try these newly arrived spiritual fruits from the back mountain. They say they can nourish your complexion."

Gu Yun smiled obsequiously.

Mo Qianyan rolled her eyes at him, opened her red lips and bit into the fruit, a hint of satisfaction in her cool eyes.

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

Gu Yun breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking to himself: This damned karmic crisis has finally been successfully overcome. As long as I stay obediently on Jueqing Peak and don't go anywhere else during this period, and that little girl gives up, this matter will be completely over.

However, just as a sliver of hope began to rise in Gu Yun's heart...

"Whoosh!"

A communication jade talisman, like a death warrant from the King of Hell, pierced through the formation of Jueqing Peak and landed in Mo Qianyan's hand.

Mo Qianyan swept her divine sense across the room, and her face, which had been carrying a lazy smile, turned visibly cold. The surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing point, and even the water in the teacup froze into a layer of ice flowers.

The half-peeled spirit fruit in Gu Yun's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," and the hairs on the back of his body stood on end.

"Qian...Qianyan? What's wrong? Who made you angry?"

Gu Yun swallowed hard, cautiously probing.

Mo Qianyan didn't speak, but slowly turned her head, her eyes, as cold as ice, fixed on Gu Yun's face.

"Gu Yun".

Her voice was icy cold, each word spoken slowly and deliberately.

"Yes! I'm here!"

Gu Yun immediately stood up straight, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Mo Qianyan sneered, crushing the communication jade talisman in her hand to dust, and gritted her teeth as she said:

"Outside the mountain gate, Fairy Su Wanyin of the Golden Sun Sect has returned alone."

"She didn't bring a portrait, only a message."

Gu Yun's heart tightened: "Wh...what did you say?"

Mo Qianyan took a deep breath, desperately suppressing the urge to draw her sword, the words almost squeezed out between her teeth:

"She said... she knew that her benefactor wore a mask to drive her away in order to protect her."

"She also said that even if she were to die by the Ice and Snow Sword Master's sword today, she would still want to see Senior Gu one last time, and would never let her benefactor suffer this pain alone!"

"..."

Inside the bedchamber, there was a deathly silence.

Gu Yun's pupils contracted, and he was struck dumb as if by lightning.

What the hell is this guy with such an insane imagination?!

I wore a mask and kicked you to protect you?! I have my reasons and grievances in the Cold Moon Palace?!

I'm afraid of my wife! Do you even understand what it means to be afraid of your wife?

"Click, click..."

A sickening icing sound rang out.

Mo Qianyan slowly stood up from the soft couch. The sword intent of the Supreme Forgetfulness was like a volcano about to erupt, frantically gathering in the sky above the entire Heartless Peak.

A chilling killing intent flickered in her eyes as she walked step by step toward Gu Yun.

"What a convenient excuse to wear a mask to protect her..."

"What a poignant story of hardship and grievances she endured in the Cold Moon Palace..."

With each step Mo Qianyan took, the white jade bricks beneath her feet shattered into dust.

She stared coldly at Gu Yun, a dangerously smirk playing on her lips.

"Gu Yun, it seems you've suffered a lot of injustice in this family?"

"How about I abdicate right now and hand over the position of Palace Master of Cold Moon Palace to you, and then welcome in that understanding Fairy Su, so that you two can rekindle your romance?!"

"Qianyan, let me explain! This is slander, this is blatant fabrication!"

Gu Yun was so frightened that she grabbed Mo Qianyan's leg, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I'm not wronged at all! I love living off women! I don't want to protect her at all, I want to kill her!!!"

On this day, all the disciples of the Cold Moon Palace heard a heart-wrenching roar and a clear dragon's cry as a sword was drawn from the Supreme Heartless Peak.

"boom!"

Inside the sleeping quarters of the Supreme Heartless Peak, an extremely sharp icy sword aura grazed past Gu Yun's scalp, shattering the screen behind him, made of millennia-old warm jade, into countless ice crystals!

"Qianyan! You've murdered your husband!"

Gu Yun clung tightly to Mo Qianyan's leg, using the same shameless tactics he had when he was a prince in the mortal Great Jin Dynasty, howling and crying his heart out.

"Wife! My dear Palace Mistress, even if you gave me a hundred lives, I would never dare to complain! I eat well and sleep soundly here on Heartless Peak. You are my ancestor, how could I possibly complain!"

The snow jade sword in Mo Qianyan's hand was still trembling slightly, and her chest was heaving violently.

Looking down at the man who was shamelessly clinging to her leg, she felt both angry and amused.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful!"

Mo Qianyan gritted her teeth and slapped his shoulder with her sword sheath in an annoyed tone.

"That dignified Sunset Fairy risked her life to block the gates of our Cold Moon Palace, determined to seek justice for your suffering benefactor! If I were outside now, I'd probably be seen as a jealous, domineering woman who imprisons my benefactor!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yun couldn't bear it.

If this blame is pinned on my wife, will I ever be able to have a good life again?

He sprang to his feet, his eyes blazing with murderous intent: "She's gone too far! I saved her life out of pity, and she thinks she's something special? Daring to tarnish my wife's reputation, I'll make sure she gets all the water out of her head today!"

After saying that, Gu Yun casually grabbed a black robe and draped it over his shoulders.

He grabbed Mo Qianyan's soft, boneless hand and said indignantly, "Come on, Madam, let's go out and let her see for herself who's being wronged!"

Mo Qianyan's heart softened at his protective manner towards his wife.

She snorted coldly, grabbed Gu Yun's large, broad hand, and the two of them transformed into a dazzling sword rainbow, rushing straight towards the gate of Hanyue Palace.

……

At this moment, outside the majestic mountain gate of Hanyue Palace.

Su Wanyin, dressed in a pale gold dress, stood alone and proud in the wind and snow. Although her body was slender, her eyes revealed a resolute determination to face death.

In her mind, her benefactor Gu Yun must be enduring endless torment and interrogation from the Cold Moon Palace at this moment.

The man who wore a mask and deliberately acted fierce was actually more gentle than anyone else at heart.

"My benefactor, you have borne too much alone to protect Wanyin. Today, Wanyin will never let you suffer the humiliation of the Ice and Snow Sword Master again!"

Su Wanyin clenched her fists tightly, even preparing herself to self-destruct her golden core and perish together with Mo Qianyan.

The disciples of Hanyue Palace who were watching the spectacle were whispering among themselves, looking at Su Wanyin as if she were a madwoman.

Just then, a sword cry that pierced the sky rang out!

"Buzz!"

The two large ice gates of the Cold Moon Palace slid open to the sides with a loud crash.

The swirling snow seemed to freeze in time at this moment, as an immense and unparalleled half-step Nascent Soul level sword intent, accompanied by an extremely domineering aura of an ancient beast, swept out from the depths of the mountain gate!

"They're here!"

Su Wanyin's heart tightened suddenly. She stepped forward and called out loudly, "Su Wanyin of the Golden Sun Sect requests an audience with the Ice and Snow Sword... Ah?"

Before she could finish speaking, she was struck dumb, frozen in place, her eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

Two figures walked out side by side through the snow and wind at the mountain gate.

The woman on the left, dressed in pristine white, exudes a cold and aloof beauty, like a goddess descended from the heavens. She is none other than Mo Qianyan, the Ice and Snow Sword Master who commands respect throughout the Cangbei Spiritual Domain.

And the one on the right...

His dark bronze muscles were faintly visible beneath his open black robe, and his long silver-gray hair danced wildly in the wind. The eerie red butterfly mark between his brows exuded a captivating charm.

This is clearly the benefactor she has been thinking about day and night and searching for for thirty-one years!

However, what shattered her worldview was...

This benefactor, whom she had just imagined suffering humiliation, imprisonment, and torture, was now her benefactor.

At this moment, he had one arm around Mo Qianyan's waist, and with the other hand, he was very naturally brushing the snow off Mo Qianyan's shoulder. His face was also wearing an extremely obsequious expression, almost like a lackey!

"Qianyan, it's windy outside. You just came out of seclusion, don't catch a cold. I'll make you some crane soup to nourish you when we get back..."

Gu Yun, oblivious to everyone else, showered him with concern and care.

Mo Qianyan slightly raised her snow-white chin and gave him a cold glance.

His gaze then fell sharply on Su Wanyin below the steps, and he spoke indifferently.

"Gu Yun, that Fairy Su down there, who's willing to go through fire and water for you, says you suffered a tremendous injustice in my Cold Moon Palace. How do you plan to resolve this?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yun's fawning expression vanished instantly.

He slowly turned his head, and the moment his gentle eyes looked at Su Wanyin, they turned into a tangible crimson and coldness.

The terrifying pressure of the Great Wilderness Body was released without any concealment.

"Um...my benefactor..."

Su Wanyin's lips trembled, her mind blank. "You...you weren't coerced by her? That masked demonic cultivator just now..."

"Stop conjuring up those ridiculous scenarios in your head!"

Gu Yun let out a furious roar without any mercy, his voice booming like thunder outside the mountain gate, shattering Su Wanyin's ridiculous fantasy into pieces.

"Saving you in Sunset Swamp thirty-one years ago was just a casual thing I did, because I knew you weren't meant to die. I didn't send you here thirty-one years later to ruin my reputation and break up my marriage!"

Su Wanyin felt as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer; her face turned deathly pale, and she staggered back two steps.

"But...you were wearing a mask and chasing me away just now, wasn't that because..."

"To protect you?"

Gu Yun was so angry that he laughed and pointed at his own nose, cursing loudly.

"I wore a mask to kick your boat away because I was afraid you'd wake my wife from her sleep! I was afraid she'd misunderstand and think I was philandering, so I wore a mask to get rid of you quickly!"

Gu Yun took a deep breath, and in front of all the disciples of the Cold Moon Palace, he hugged Mo Qianyan tightly, and roared loudly and righteously:

"Listen up! I, Gu Yun, am the man of Mo Qianyan, the Palace Master of Hanyue Palace! My greatest hobby in this life is living off my wife's money right here on Taishang Jueqing Peak!"

"If my wife tells me to go east, I will never go west. I not only have no grievances or complaints here, but I also enjoy it and am very proud of it!"

"If you dare to imagine those persecution scenarios again, or dare to throw a drop of dirty water on my wife, I'll smash your Golden Sun Sect to the ground with one punch today."

boom!

The sound waves, mixed with a mental shock, directly caused Su Wanyin to lose her composure and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The entire room fell silent.

The female disciples of Hanyue Palace guarding the mountain covered their mouths, trembling with suppressed laughter, and looked at their senior, Gu, with indescribable admiration.

To be able to talk about being a kept man and being afraid of one's wife with such righteous indignation and domineering aura, Senior Gu's shamelessness is as great as his cultivation level, making him arguably the number one person in the Cangbei Spirit Realm!

Standing beside him, Mo Qianyan, though outwardly cold as ice, couldn't help but let a slight smile appear on her lips.

Vanity and possessiveness were greatly satisfied at this moment.

"You pass."

Mo Qianyan secretly transmitted her voice, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Then look at Su Wanyin below the steps.

This "Sunset Fairy," who had moved herself all the way by her own imagination, now sat slumped in the snow, her worldview shattered.

She thought he was a great benefactor who rescued her from humiliation, endured hardship and humiliation.

So... he was just a devoted husband who deeply loved his wife, even to the point of being henpecked, and an absolute doting husband?!

My passionate enthusiasm and determination to repay a debt of gratitude were seen by others as nothing more than a farce that almost destroyed someone else's family!

The clown is me!

"Wan Yin... understands..."

Su Wanyin gave a bitter laugh, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.