Ye Xuan could feel that his temperament had indeed been influenced by the script. His goal was never to be a devoted lover but rather to be a lustful traveler.
Most importantly, he wanted to survive. Now that the task of surviving was complete, he found himself hopelessly entangled in pure love.
Had it not been for Gong Zhenren’s reminder, he wouldn’t have admitted that something was indeed wrong. Even now, though aware of his mistake, he hesitated to sever ties because he worried it would affect his feelings for the women.
This realization was truly frightening. Recognizing his own error, Ye Xuan became increasingly aware of the gravity of the situation. The feeling had already become an obsession.
Seeing Ye Xuan’s serious expression, Gong Zhenren spoke up: “It seems you understand the seriousness of this matter. For a cultivator, if one does not sever past ties and achieve a clear state, they will eventually be ensnared by those ties, unable to extricate themselves.”
“There was once a peerless genius who, along with an incredibly beautiful female immortal, both had unresolved past ties. They became so immersed in their love that they were willing to abandon cultivation to live as a mortal couple.”
“However, their past ties eventually led to their downfall, resulting in the destruction of their cultivation, the woman becoming insane, and the man turning mad and ultimately killing her before committing suicide.”
“It’s a truly pitiful story. Thinking about it, past ties are nothing more than remnants of previous lives. To be trapped in these old affairs and not trust the current relationship with the other person is no surprise when it ends badly.”
“Severing ties is merely cutting off the influence of these past affairs. As long as you believe in your feelings with the other person, what is there to fear in severing ties?”
Upon hearing Gong Zhenren’s words, Ye Xuan muttered to himself, “You might not believe it, but my feelings for them all stem from these past ties.”
“If I sever the influence of these past ties, I might not feel the same about them as I do now. At most, I might just be lusting after their bodies.”
Nonetheless, with Gong Zhenren’s grave tone, Ye Xuan dared not be careless. It seemed that severing these past ties was unavoidable. But with whom should he start? Hu Qianzao, Yu Ling’er, or Qingxue?
After some contemplation, Ye Xuan decided that among the three, Qingxue had the most significant influence on him. He had almost entirely immersed himself in the script at that time.
“Remember, when it comes to severing ties, it’s better not to do it if you are uncertain. If you decide to do it, you must be resolute. Otherwise, the influence will only grow stronger.”
Gong Zhenren tossed the Demonic Origin Sword into the sword furnace, his back to Ye Xuan, and said, “I will try to reforge the Demonic Origin Sword before you finish severing your ties.”
“Yes, thank you, Elder.” Ye Xuan thanked Gong Zhenren and then focused his mind, entering his memories.
Ye Xuan initially intended to sever ties only with Qingxue. However, upon entering the memory realm, he saw Qingxue, Yu Ling’er, and Hu Qianzao all looking at him.
“Ye Xuan brother... Ling’er is so sad...” Yu Ling’er said sorrowfully, “Are you planning to give up on your feelings for Ling’er?”
“Ye Xuan, husband... I wronged you once, but haven’t we reconciled? Didn’t you say you would always love me?” Qingxue said, aggrieved.
Hu Qianzao, heartbroken, said, “Ye Xuan, are you really planning to abandon me? You don’t love me anymore? I don’t blame you... It’s my fault, but I am so sad.”
At this moment, Ye Xuan seemed to forget his true purpose. Seeing the sorrow on the three women’s faces, he couldn’t help but feel heartache.
“Ye Xuan, they all fell deeply for you because of your script. Is this how you treat them? You clearly love them, why not admit it? Do you believe that past ties are influencing you?” a voice in his head questioned him.
“After severing ties, past affairs will dissipate like smoke. Are you willing to give up everything you experienced with them?”
“I...” Ye Xuan felt immense pain at this moment.
Was he willing to let go of all this? Of course not. As long as he could be with them, what meaning did cultivation hold?
Gong Zhenren, busy reforging the Demonic Origin Sword, glanced at Ye Xuan and frowned slightly. It was common for past ties to influence someone’s personality, but he hadn’t expected Ye Xuan’s past ties to have such a profound effect, almost turning him into a different person.
Gong Zhenren had no idea that Ye Xuan had crafted his past and future personas in the script, making the influence exceptionally strong.
“I... am willing!” Ye Xuan declared.
The three women, who had begun to smile, waiting for Ye Xuan to say he wasn’t willing, were stunned by his words.
“Uh... Ye Xuan brother, what did you say...?” Yu Ling’er asked in disbelief, “Are you willing to give up your love for me?”
“Why!! Husband, can’t you see, I’m crying for you?” Qingxue sobbed.
Hu Qianzao, in despair, said, “I understand. You are punishing me, right? You are punishing me for hurting you?”
Seeing the women’s distress, Ye Xuan coughed lightly and said, “Look, don’t pretend anymore. I admit, I do like you all, but if I think about it, I am more lustful for your bodies. As long as I am with you, I will eventually fall in love with you truly.”
“Why be so hung up on this false affection and end up with nothing? By decisively letting go, I can desire your bodies and genuinely love you. This choice isn’t difficult for me.”
“You all exist because of my script; the love that shouldn’t exist in my heart should just dissipate obediently.”
Upon hearing this, the three women’s faces twitched. Ye Xuan was indeed a true lustful person, choosing to let go for such a reason. Did he prefer lust over love?
“Hmph, severing ties isn’t just about words. If you’ve decided to give up, we won’t act anymore–!” Ling’er said, “If you dare, sever us with your own hands!”

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