Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint

Wang Mu gently wrapped his arms around the woman before him, and in that moment, a surge of fervor and ambition welled up in his heart...

The beauty in his embrace possessed an indescribable charm and grace.

And there was this surreal feeling...

"Is this really real?" Wang Mu slightly lowered his head, looking at Yan Qingwu nestled in his embrace.

The distant setting sun cast several clouds of rosy light, shining upon her exquisitely beautiful cheeks, blurring the line for Wang Mu between her and the evening glow.

「Several days later.」Yan Qingwu announced to the Sword Sect that she and the disciple Wang Mu would become Taoist couples, shocking the Nine Provinces Cultivation World.

However, during the grand wedding ceremony held by the Sword Sect, something unexpected happened.

The Supreme Master of the Fengyue Sect and Immortal Bi You, who ruled over the endless rivers of the Nine Provinces, stormed in.

The three fought a world-shaking battle at the Sword Sect that turned the skies dark and the ground dim, ending with Yan Qingwu emerging a piteous victor and the other two soundly defeated...

Wang Mu, dressed in a red festive robe, watched until his scalp went numb as half of the Sword Sect was laid to ruin.

"..." Wang Mu.

「Afterward.」Yan Qingwu rested for several days, then picked a fine day with beautiful scenery to explore the path of Dual Cultivation with Wang Mu, officially becoming Taoist couples, living a life of boundless freedom.

Wang Mu felt that these days were endlessly blissful, forgetting the passage of time. A few years later, he had already attained the Cultivation of the Golden Core Stage.

「Until one day.」Yan Qingwu went into seclusion for several years.

Have these days been too smooth... Wang Mu wondered to himself.

What about the other female leads...

Inside Yan Qingwu's cave dwelling, Wang Mu let out a sigh of emotion.

Yet, it was as if whatever he thought about would manifest.

No sooner had he finished his thought than a dreamlike, delicate figure appeared inside the cave dwelling.

"Brother Mu, do you really not want me anymore?" a voice tinged with a hint of sadness sounded.

Wang Mu took a good look and recognized it was Nanrong Biyou.

He was immediately stunned.

"You once promised that you would come to find me in the Holy Land." Her eyes brimming with tears, Nanrong Biyou looked ravishingly beautiful in a light green dress, enchanting as an Immortal. "Thousands of days have passed; you didn't come to find me, and that's fine, but why did you become Taoist couples with her?"

"Sister Yuan and I have talked it over..."

At this point, Nanrong Biyou said pitifully, "If you're willing, Sister Yuan and I can accompany you together..."

?

Could such good fortune really be happening?

Wang Mu was stunned, his heart inexplicably throbbing.

"Moreover, Sister Yuan has suffered serious injuries..." Nanrong Biyou said sadly. "You know the Great Yin Yang Joyful Map, and you're the only man who can heal her through Dual Cultivation... Otherwise, Sister Yuan won't seek help from anyone else, and she will just fade away."

"Are you really going to just watch her die?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mu was taken aback.

"Come with us!" Nanrong Biyou walked over, pulling on Wang Mu's arm with a soft, coaxing voice. "Will you, please?"

Wang Mu was silent for a long time.

"Is her condition really that serious?"

"Very serious!"

Wang Mu frowned, feeling a sense of compassion, recalling the past...

He then looked back at the cave dwelling.

"Alright. I'll go with you..."

「Arriving at the Fengyue Sect with Nanrong Biyou.」Wang Mu saw Mu Hongyuan.

Her once radiant and enchanting face was now as pale as snow, devoid of any color.

Even her bright red lips had lost all their luster.

"I knew you would come..." A faint smile appeared in Mu Hongyuan's eyes. "Brother Mu, you should go back... Since you and that Yan Sword Immortal have become Taoist couples, there's no need to concern yourself with me anymore... Otherwise, she might misunderstand."

"Bi You, don't be like this... You're making it hard for him again..."

Nanrong Biyou pouted and fell silent.

"Stop it, just tell me how I can save you..." Wang Mu took a deep breath and asked.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Then come over here, and I'll whisper it to you..."

Wang Mu approached and leaned in close to Mu Hongyuan's ear, only to hear her beguiling voice say,

"Just Dual Cultivate with Sister; only half a year's effort is needed."

"That Yan Sword Immortal plans to enter seclusion for several years. When the time comes, you should return... I won't make it difficult for you. Sister is very happy that you could come."

Wang Mu gazed at the Demoness who still managed to charm all beings despite her current state...

His ears seemed as if they no longer belonged to him...

「Months later.」Wang Mu returned to the Sword Sect like someone coming back from the blissful clouds of paradise, only with some uneasiness in his heart.

He returned to his cave dwelling.

Only to find Yan Qingwu holding the Green Frost Sword.

"Why did you have to do this..." Yan Qingwu turned around, holding the Green Frost Sword and pointing it at Wang Mu, her eyes glinting with frost. "Have I ever treated you badly?"

Wang Mu felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

"No..."

"Then why, after you promised we would become a Taoist couple, would you still..."

Wang Mu was at a loss for words for a moment.

"Brother Mu..." Yan Qingwu said in a low voice.

"I... want to become an Immortal," she said.

With that, she struck at Wang Mu with her sword.

Wang Mu felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, his soul nearly scattering in terror.

He just knew it wasn't that simple...

What am I going to do? I'm going to die...

I'm finished...

Wait a minute.

A flash of inspiration struck Wang Mu, and a stream of Clean energy flickered across his eyes as he vaguely remembered something:

"Fake, it's all fake!"

"They're all damn Illusions! Break for me!" he yelled.

As soon as he spoke, Wang Mu's eyes gradually became resolute, Clean energy circulating in them, accompanied by majestic power.

He formed a fist, a punch imbued with endless golden light, blasting in all directions.

In an instant, everything shattered fiercely!

Breaking into countless fragments, Yan Qingwu also dissipated into a dark Ghost Shadow, vanishing without a trace under that golden radiance.

RUMBLE!

As if the world were collapsing, the scene once again faded away.

Waves of powerful energy poured into Wang Mu's body as if he had undergone a transformation, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Foundation Establishment successful!

However, at this time, Wang Mu wasn't overly joyous but was instead covered in cold sweat, panting heavily.

"... This Heart Demon Illusion is a bit too realistic..."

Wang Mu felt the Spirit liquid within his body and the surging energy, but his spirit felt strangely weak.

Being in the midst of the Heart Demon Illusion, it is extremely difficult to notice, as one believes everything is real.

This terrifying Heart Demon, even stronger than the Three-Life Illusion Realm, could manifest the many Illusions and desires hidden within one's heart.

Especially for Cultivators with many experiences, the greater their inner desires, the more easily they can be overwhelmed once the Heart Demon magnifies them.

Therefore, failure in Foundation Establishment is a common occurrence in the Nine Provinces Cultivation World.

Damn it, if this Heart Demon is really what's in my heart, why did I want to establish a Harem like in a game, only to almost get killed by a blade in the end?

Wang Mu didn't understand.

He now felt his Divine Sense had greatly expanded, yet he felt inexplicably weak...

Eh, it looks like I can't be careless anymore... This Heart Demon experience is like a warning, Wang Mu thought. One must firm up their Taoist Heart...

Right, I wonder what kind of Innate Divine Power I have awakened?

Wang Mu was about to sense it.

「All of a sudden.」

An ethereal silhouette emerged from the bamboo forest in the distance.

Wang Mu's pupils contracted.

That silhouette... was it truly Elder Yan...?