You might not have experienced despair, but the current Ye Xingchen was in deep despair, because a woman he’d never met was standing before him holding a bowl of rice porridge.

“Big Brother A’niu.”

Hui’er said: “Let me feed you.”

Ye Xingchen clenched his fist: “Can you leave and close the door on your way out?”

Because the Sect Master had ordered him not to be rude to this woman, he definitely would have long ago pointed at the main gate and told her to get lost.

“Big Brother A’niu.”

Hui’er bit her lip lightly: “You’ve changed, become unfamiliar…”

“Don’t call me Big Brother A’niu.”

Ye Xingchen said coldly: “He’s already dead!”

“I know.”

Hui’er said: “You’re now called Ye Xingchen, you’re an Eternal Sect disciple, you’ve found new life.”

Ye Xingchen was speechless.

He was clearly telling the truth, but this foolish woman must have misunderstood!

“A… Big Brother Xingchen.” Hui’er said with tearful eyes: “You said before that you’d be good to me for all lifetimes. Now that you’ve prospered, do you look down on me?”

“Correct.”

Ye Xingchen said coldly: “You’re not worthy of me!”

This woman was really too annoying. He could only pretend to be Pei A’niu, pretend to be a heartless scoundrel, and make her wisely leave!

Ye Emperor.

Your heart is so cruel!

Without poison there’s no husband, without wine there’s no feast!

“Drip, drop, drip, drop!”

Hui’er held the bowl, standing by the bed, tears the size of beans rolling down.

She firmly believed Big Brother A’niu wouldn’t forget her. She’d waited bitterly outside the village for three years, until today finding him, only to realize everything had changed.

He was now an Eternal Sect disciple with a bright future ahead—how could he care about an ordinary person like her from a poor background?

Hui’er placed the bowl on the table, face full of dejection: “Big Brother A’niu, I’m leaving.”

“Go on, go on.”

Ye Xingchen said: “Don’t bother me again in the future!”

He knew perfectly well that the girl liked Pei A’niu, but after the body was occupied by him, the two were destined to be separated by life and death.

By the way, didn’t Ye Emperor feel guilty about possessing an ordinary person’s body out of the blue?

This thought was laughable.

A powerhouse who stood at the continent’s peak in his previous life—how could he care about an ordinary person?

…

“Miss Hui’er.”

Jun Changxiao stood at the inner courtyard entrance, watching Hui’er approach with her head down: “There’s something this master must tell you. Actually, A’niu’s head suffered severe trauma—he lost some important memories and forgot some important people.”

“Ah?”

Hui’er, who had been disheartened, immediately widened her eyes.

“Therefore.”

Jun Changxiao consoled: “His coldness toward you isn’t because his heart changed, but because he truly doesn’t remember.”

“I see, I see.”

Hui’er suddenly understood, the pain in her heart weakening considerably.

It’s not that Big Brother A’niu changed his heart—he forgot everything. I should understand him!

Jun Changxiao said: “From your eyes, this master can see that you and A’niu once loved each other deeply. Unfortunately, fate played a joke.”

“Sect Master.”

Hui’er pleaded: “What should I do?”

“It’s simple.”

Jun Changxiao said with his hands behind his back: “Make the amnesiac him fall in love with you again.”

System: “…”

Didn’t realize this guy destined for lifelong solitude was quite convincing when teaching others about relationships.

Stating it again!

I, Jun Changxiao, am not single by strength—I just don’t want to flirt with girls!

After a moment of silence, Hui’er wiped away her tears, voice firm: “Sect Master, I understand!”

“As they say, the pavilion closest to the water enjoys moonlight first. This master will exceptionally accept you as an Eternal Sect disciple today—from now on, cultivate together with A’niu.” Jun Changxiao said.

“Thank you, Sect Master!”

Just like that, without going through assessment, Hui’er became an Eternal Sect disciple.

“Sigh.”

Sitting in the great hall, Jun Changxiao said: “Not only caring about disciples’ cultivation, but also their lifelong matters—where else would you find such a Sect Master!”

…

After becoming a disciple, Hui’er changed into the sect uniform, her entire temperament immediately elevating.

She didn’t have Lu Qianqian’s devastating beauty, but she was a delicate jasper flower, the type who at first glance you knew would manage a household—a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Hui’er didn’t approach Ye Xingchen, but instead actively conversed with senior brothers and sisters, understanding Big Brother A’niu’s personality after losing his memory.

In the dining hall.

Ye Xingchen sat down.

When he saw Hui’er wearing sect attire walk in, his entire face instantly froze!

This woman hadn’t left yet, and was now wearing sect clothing—could it be…

“Junior Brother A’niu.”

Su Xiaomo came over, smiling: “She’s now our fellow disciple too. Senior Brother will say this—if you dare bully Junior Sister Hui’er, I absolutely won’t let you off!”

“Exactly, exactly.” Li Fei chimed in.

Li Qingyang walked over, tone meaningful: “Junior Brother Ye, Junior Sister Hui’er is such a good person—you mustn’t let her down.”

“Young man.”

Elder Wei sitting nearby said: “Want me to teach you a few moves?”

Sigh.

The entire sect had their hearts broken for A’niu.

Ye Xingchen clenched his fists tightly.

Forget it, forget it.

As long as that woman doesn’t actively bother me, even if she’s in the sect it doesn’t matter.

…

After joining the sect, Hui’er truly didn’t pester Ye Xingchen, but instead learned about his living habits through fellow disciples.

“Big Brother A’niu likes cultivating the martial path—I must work hard too!”

“Big Brother A’niu likes the food Senior Sister Liu makes—I can ask her for advice!”

So besides cultivation, Hui’er would go to the dining hall to learn from Liu Wanshi, even actively helping out in the kitchen.

“Hm?”

One day, Ye Xingchen took a bite of food, immediately frowning: “The taste is wrong.”

“Heehee.”

Liu Wanshi suddenly appeared before him, chin propped on her palm, smiling: “Senior Brother Ye, this food was made by Junior Sister Hui’er. How does it taste?”

“Slap!”

Ye Xingchen put down his chopsticks and walked out of the dining hall.

“Is it not tasty?” Hui’er standing in the kitchen said with a dejected face.

…

The entire Eternal Sect knew Ye Xingchen had lost his memory.

Everyone actively helped Hui’er, hoping the two could develop a touching romantic relationship again.

However.

Only Ye Xingchen knew clearly.

It wasn’t that he had amnesia—it was that Pei A’niu was already dead.

But he couldn’t actively say it, after all, rebirth through possession was his greatest secret.

“So annoying!”

Ye Xingchen stood on a back mountain peak, emotions extremely unstable.

“A’niu.”

Jun Changxiao appeared behind him: “Don’t pursue the martial path too deliberately, and don’t disguise yourself as cold and emotionless. Experience the seven emotions and six desires, enjoy life—that’s actually another form of cultivation.”

“Sect Master, can you not call me A’niu?”

“Sure, Pei Xingchen.”

“…”

Ye Xingchen almost couldn’t resist jumping off the mountain peak.

…

Regarding disciples’ emotional issues, Jun Changxiao could only try his best to provide opportunities—whether it worked still depended on them.

A few days later.

After arranging all affairs, Sect Master Jun left the sect with Little Dragon.

What for?

Going to the Northern Desert Region to find ore to forge equipment.

Before leaving, he transmitted: “A’niu, this master hopes when I return, you and Hui’er can mend your broken mirror.”

Mend your sister’s mirror!

The always proud and aloof Ye Emperor almost couldn’t resist cursing out loud.

This day.

Jun Changxiao went to the Northern Desert Region while up and down the Eternal Sect continued having their hearts broken over A’niu and Hui’er.

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