My Wife is A Sword God

The apocalyptic battle has finally come to an end, with the immortal monsters, deprived of the protection of the Heavenly Dao, meeting their demise.

Under the alliance of the Three Realms, they have all been exterminated.

The collapsed heavens and earth have returned to the light of day, and the golden-white light formations shimmer beneath the sky.

But the figure cloaked in black has completely vanished.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The teahouse on the roadside was full of people, and suddenly someone shouted a few times.

A middle-aged man with a wretched appearance knocked on the wooden table, recounting one bizarre story after another.

After the light formations completely merged with the Three Realms, the Three Realms also restored their original laws of heaven and earth.

The Immortal Realm became a place for all beings to ascend, the Netherworld Realm became a place for the cycle of life and death, and only the mortal realm seemed unchanged from before.

“The Three Realms have returned to peace, and the Great Qian Dynasty has ushered in an era of prosperity.”

“The statue of Emperor Ming stands in the palace, witnessing the peace and prosperity of the people.”

“The statue of Emperor Wen also stands outside Peaceful Academy, revered by countless students.”

Xu Lexian paused here, took a sip of tea, and his eyes revealed reminiscence and a hint of sadness.

Someone in the audience asked, “Where did Emperor Wen go in the end?”

“Some say he rebuilt the Heavenly Court in the Immortal Realm.”

“Some say he went to the Netherworld Realm to create the Yellow Spring River.”

“Some even say that in order to maintain the stability of the Three Realms, his flesh and soul merged into one, and became an omnipresent being.”

“The truth is uncertain, but I understand one thing, he is here.”

Xu Lexian pointed to his chest with his finger, heroes should be remembered, shouldn’t they?

Then a child, licking a candy figure, said unclearly, “I don’t want to hear about that, where did the white-robed sword immortal that Teacher mentioned earlier go after Emperor Wen passed away?”

At this, the crowd echoed.

Xu Lexian sighed and said, “She built a cottage on the top of Mount Lingxiao and has been there for three years.”

“Why stay in such a place? I heard it snows there all day, extremely cold.”

“Because… that’s the closest place to the heavens.”

At the summit of Mount Lingxiao, two children, a boy and a girl, were running in the snow. The former was not as fast as the latter and was knocked down from behind.

The little girl with silver scales on her eyebrows said sharply: “Quick, call me Elder Sister!”

The boy held his head and adamantly refused, “Clearly I was born first from the Father, so you should be calling me brother!”

“You brat, still being defiant?!” The little girl raised her right hand, thunder crackling around her slender wrist.

The boy didn’t sit idly either, his skin radiating golden light, revealing the indomitable Divine Martial Vajra Body of a Warrior.

The two wrestled together, and before long, the boy was beaten and begged repeatedly, “Elder Sister, Elder Sister, I was wrong!”

These two children naturally are Qin Xiao and Qin Lan.

With a heroic stride, Cang Feilan approached with Anya, stepping through the snowy ground, and spoke coldly, “If you dare to mess around again, I’ll take you both to the Thunder Pool!”

Upon hearing this, the two children instantly quieted down.

After sending them away, Cang Feilan and Anya walked towards the mountaintop. From afar, they could see a figure in white, with a stunning appearance, Liu Jianli, staring blankly at the sky.

Seeing this, they couldn’t help but sigh.

“Sister Jianli, you’ve been here for three years, come back with us. If the husband truly returns, he will surely come back to the Qin Mansion first.”

These words brought Liu Jianli’s thoughts back to two years ago, that day when two uninvited guests arrived at the summit.

One was the leader of the Heaven Burial Organization, dressed in white with white hair, and the other was Divine Guardian.

According to them, Qin Feng’s flesh and soul were fused with the Three Realms, and to break free from the constraints, there needed to be other powerful flesh and soul to replace his.

And these two elders had fulfilled their own wishes and would use their own flesh and soul to free Qin Feng.

After saying these words, the two disappeared into thin air.

And that conversation was like a stone dropped into a pond, stirring up ripples in her silent heart once again.

Liu Jianli lowered her gaze and said softly, “You two go back, I’ll stay here for a while longer.”

After exchanging glances, Cang Feilan and Anya finally shook their heads and left.

“My husband, I miss you so much.”

In the misty immortal palace, the immortal cranes cried.

Someone asked, “Are you ready to go back?”

“The Three Realms are stable, and the heavenly dao of the Immortal Realm and the Netherworld Realm have been restored to their original state. It’s time for me to go back,” the man smiled.

“Aren’t you planning to stay? I’ve already told you that I will hand over the rule of this realm to you.”

Qin Feng quickly waved his hand, “There’s no need for that! Dealing with the troubles of managing a realm is best left to Senior Xuan Yi. I just want to spend some peaceful days with my wives.”

The Emperor of Heaven shook his head, “Love between man and woman is insignificant compared to the greater love in the world.”

Qin Feng didn’t respond but showed a strange expression on his face, and then kept gesturing behind him.

“What are you doing?” the Emperor of Heaven was puzzled.

It wasn’t until a clear voice of a woman sounded, “So, this is the reason why you abandoned me in the first place?”

The Emperor of Heaven quickly turned around, only to see a woman of extraordinary beauty, wearing a moon-white long dress, with head ornaments resembling two colorful deer horns. She was the seven-colored horned white deer who had helped Qin Feng many times before.

The elegant expression of the Emperor of Heaven froze for a moment, then he quickly turned away, wanting Qin Feng to say something for him.

Unfortunately, Qin Feng’s figure was nowhere to be found.

“He’s gone,” the woman chuckled.

“It’s time to go back.”

A month passed, and snowflakes fell on the summit of Mount Lingxiao.

Liu Jianli spread out her palm, quietly watching the snowflakes melting in her palm bit by bit.

At this moment, light footsteps sounded behind her.

“Feilan, Anya, I said, I’ll come back after some time.”

“No need to wait any longer.”

A familiar voice came, and Liu Jianli stiffened all over. She trembled as she turned around, and what met her eyes was the smiling face she had missed so much, causing her eyes to redden with tears for a moment.

“Husband,” Liu Jianli called softly as she stepped forward to caress his cheek, fearing that this was all a dream.

It wasn’t until his warm hand covered hers that she believed that this was not an illusion.

Her husband had truly returned!

“Wife, you’ve waited long enough. Let’s go back together.”

Another year passed, and auspicious snow heralded a bountiful year.

Qin Feng paced back and forth outside the house, his hands behind his back, his face filled with nervousness and anxiety.

Seeing this, Second Mother couldn’t help but tease, “You’re already a father, and you’ve already experienced this before, why are you still so nervous?”

“This kind of thing, no matter how many times it happens, it’s always nerve-wracking.”

Qin Xiao and Qin Lan played outside the house.

Before long, Qin Xiao asked curiously, “Dad, is the Third Mother going to give birth? Can I be a big brother?”

Qin Feng ruffled his hair and smiled, “Yes, do you want a little sister or a little brother?”

Qin Xiao thought seriously for a moment, glanced at Second Mother, then at Qin Lan, and whispered, “Dad, I want a little brother. Girls are too fierce.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a snowball came flying.

With a cry, Qin Xiao fell to the ground, and not far away, Qin Lan still held a throwing posture.

“You have some nerve to speak ill of my mother and me behind my back” She rolled up her sleeves and walked over.

“Lan’er,” Qin Feng was about to speak, but Qin Lan interrupted, “Dad, aren’t you afraid that I’ll tell the Second Mother about this?”

With a pause, Qin Feng changed his tone, “Be careful with your hands.”

Not long after, screams rang out, and snowflakes flew everywhere.

Suddenly, in the quiet house, the sound of a baby crying came.

The people in the courtyard tensed up.

The midwife opened the door and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Qin Feng hurriedly stepped forward and asked, “How is it?” 

“Congratulations, it’s a chubby boy!”

With these words, the courtyard fell silent, as if you could hear a pin drop.

Lan Ningshuang’s eyes suddenly lit up!

“Is there anything else?” Qin Feng swallowed hard and asked in a low voice, because the two pairs of eyes made his scalp tingle and his back chill.

The midwife shook her head immediately, wondering if this family didn’t like sons. Just after Madam gave birth, when she saw the baby boy, she also had a complicated look on her face.

Not long after, two slender palms pressed on Qin Feng’s shoulders, and a cold voice sounded, “Husband, who else do you want to marry?”

Qin Feng hurriedly defended, “My loyalty to my wives can be seen by the sun and moon!!!”