The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn

After ten days, Lu Ye had finally recovered from all his injuries.
The battle had been fierce.
When it came to Jiang Die, Lu Ye had truly pushed himself, using countless desperate measures — techniques that put an immense strain on the user.

As a result, he had been left in a miserable state after the fight.
Despite having so many resources and healing methods at his disposal, it had still taken him a full ten days to return to peak condition — and along the way, he had broken through to the Fourth Layer of the Earth Immortal Realm.
Three small realm breakthroughs in one breath.

After purging the remaining impurities from his body with pills, he finally emerged from seclusion.
Even after ten days, the entire Second Heaven was still blanketed by Lu Ye’s world-shaking pressure.
Especially those sects and forces that had attacked him —
They trembled in fear.
Some had even packed up their entire sects and fled the Second Heaven altogether.

But that path...
Was a road to death.
The Nine Heavens were sanctuaries preserved by the Nine Heavens Great Saints for all living beings.
If you left this sanctuary, you would face all manner of ravenous horrors —
You could probably fill an entire Soul-Banner just from the souls you lost.
Few had the courage to flee.
Most stayed behind.

Some chose to dissolve their sects — to wait for Lu Ye to ascend to the Third Heaven, then reemerge.
That was a wiser choice.
Lu Ye’s figure disappeared.
His first destination was naturally the Void Shuttle.

Inside the Void Shuttle, most of the Jiang Clan members had already been wiped out.
Only a few weaklings had survived — due to the lack of time, Lu Ye hadn’t managed to kill them all.
When he arrived at the site where the Void Shuttle had crashed —
There were only marks left in the earth.
No sign of the Void Shuttle itself.
Where was it?

The Jiang Clan had hoarded many treasures and resources — things Lu Ye badly needed.
He closed his eyes.
Sensing the residual energies.

Traces of Lunar Power.
Traces of Fearless Dao Marks.
Lu Ye understood.
Bai Qiulan and the others must have been imprisoned inside the Jiang Clan this whole time.
Only after he destroyed the Jiang Clan had they managed to escape.

Hadn’t Jiang Die promised to kill one of them every seven days?
And yet, none of them were dead...
Lu Ye was a little disappointed.

From what the system had shown him, Jiang Die had only thrown the four women into a hidden prison.
At the time, Lu Ye, racing against time, hadn’t even thought about checking where the prison was.
He had only picked off the strongest cultivators.
Since they had survived, so be it.
Lu Ye could already sense it —
Their cultivation was growing increasingly strained.
This wasn’t a bottleneck in realm advancement —

It was a bottleneck in quality.

You could tell just by how their tribulation breakthroughs had gone.
One weak step led to weakness in every step that followed!
Without a deep foundation,
Though their realms rose quickly for now,
The higher they climbed, the slower their progress would become.

In the First Heaven, if things had been normal, they might have only lagged behind Lu Ye’s ascension by a year or two.
But in the Second Heaven —
Lu Ye estimated there would be at least five years’ gap before they could follow him to the Third Heaven.
Thinking of this, Lu Ye couldn’t help it —
A faint, perverse smile curved his lips.

Everything would get better.
Everything would move according to his satisfaction.
Following the residual traces, Lu Ye tracked the four women —
He didn’t want them to get their hands on even a single spirit stone from the Jiang Clan’s treasury.

Two hours later—
Lu Ye found them.
The four women turned toward him at the same time.

"Senior Brother!"
"Young Master!"
"Brother Lu Ye!"

"Husba—"
Yue Hongling immediately rushed toward Lu Ye, arms spread wide.
She had missed him terribly —
Heaven and earth could bear witness —
When had she ever gone so long without hearing a single word from Lu Ye?
In their previous life, no matter where Lu Ye went or what he did,
He would always say something in advance —
At least let them know how long he’d be gone.

Not that anyone had cared, back then.
But now —
They cared.
And Lu Ye —
No longer said anything.

Lu Ye clenched his fist.
Yue Hongling’s face lit up with a smile.
Even though she saw him ball his hand into a fist, she still bravely charged toward him.
Senior Brother, Senior Brother — just let me hug you once — you won’t hit me, right?

Boom!
Yue Hongling flew backward, carving a long gouge into the ground.
"Brother Lu Ye!
I’ve cultivated the Dao of Affection again!
I’ve re-cultivated it!
And every day it’s growing stronger!
I love you more than ever now!"

Shangguan Huanling cried out eagerly, her big bright eyes sparkling.
She too opened her arms to run toward him —

But the closer she got, the slower she ran...
Slower...
Until finally she froze a few steps away, shrinking her neck like a guilty puppy.
Lu Ye stared at Shangguan Huanling, shaking his head — a rare display of emotion.
Back when he had treated her with full sincerity, she couldn’t even cultivate the Dao of Affection properly.

Now, when he ignored her completely, even treated her coldly—
She had painstakingly re-cultivated it.
And Lu Ye could see it at a glance —
The Dao of Affection was genuinely thriving within her.
Lu Ye could only comment with one word:
Pathetic.

By now, Lu Ye felt that everything he'd learned about love back on Earth had pretty much shattered.
On TV, they said that husband and wife should support each other.
Books said that husband and wife should cling together through hardship.

The old dean at the orphanage said husband and wife should respect each other like honored guests.
Although —
The old dean himself had always had ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) an ambiguous relationship with the female staff...
Still, that didn’t stop him from being praised as a "good husband."

But why had no one ever taught Lu Ye —
That when it came to your wives —
You should neglect them, ignore them, leave them to fend for themselves...
Yet now, the more he abandoned them, the more deeply they loved him.
"Where is the Jiang Clan’s Void Shuttle?", Lu Ye asked.

"Here!"
Chu Ling stepped forward, holding out the Void Shuttle with both hands, respectfully.
"I knew it was your war trophy, Young Master. We didn’t touch a single thing inside. Please check it."
Lu Ye scanned it with his divine sense.
Nothing was missing.

He was somewhat satisfied.
"Young Master..." Chu Ling’s voice trembled. "Can I follow you? I won’t dare ask to be your Dao partner anymore. I just want to stay by your side — To cook and wash clothes for you. You have no one to take care of your daily life... My heart aches to see it."
Tears brimmed in her eyes.

Lu Ye turned away without a word.
"Young Master!"
"What can we do to earn your forgiveness?" Chu Ling cried out desperately.

"Senior Brother! Must we die before you’ll forgive us?!" Yue Hongling screamed hoarsely, dragging herself up from the ground.
At those words, Lu Ye paused.
How should he answer without making them even sadder?

A moment later, he found the perfect response.
He spoke slowly.
"Even if the four of you die... I will never forgive you."

The four women stiffened.
Their gazes filled with despair.
Why? Why was he so ruthless?

Lu Ye was deeply satisfied with his answer.
He continued walking forward.
"Did you really kill Zhuque?" Bai Qiulan asked behind him.

Lu Ye lifted his hands.
Vermilion Fire blazed across his palms.
With a slight movement, the flames spread into Vermilion Bird wings, flaring out.

With one sweep of those wings, Lu Ye’s figure vanished.
Wasn’t that clear enough?