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

Jiang Die walked out of the main hall alone.
She clutched her heart. It was pounding out of control—wildly, frantically.
She had never imagined that becoming Lu Ye’s enemy would bring such immense pressure.

It was terrifying.
He hadn’t even arrived yet, and she already felt like she couldn’t breathe.
There was a suffocating weight pressing down on her chest.

The Jiang Clan had already contacted other top-tier cultivators from the Heavenly God Rankings.
As for Jiang Die, she made her way to the Heavenly Prison to see the four women.
“Lu Ye has ascended,” Jiang Die announced.

All four women looked up at once. A flash of joy appeared in their eyes—even in Bai Qiulan’s.
“He’s come up from the Ascension Pool and is headed directly for the Jiang Clan. He moves neither fast nor slow, but he intends to slaughter the entire Second Heaven clean. Already, the number of cultivators who’ve died by his hand is in the hundreds of thousands!”
“Even if it were millions, he could kill them all. So why the hell did you provoke him?” Shangguan Huanling snapped.

Jiang Die’s eyes flared wide.
“What, you’re saying you didn’t provoke him? Was I the only one who planted the poison?”
“We didn’t provoke him after we were reborn,” Shangguan Huanling retorted, still defiant.

Jiang Die let out a cold, incredulous laugh.
Damn it, she thought. Why am I even talking to this idiot?
“Jiang Die,” Bai Qiulan finally asked, “why did you betray Lu Ye? He treated you well. He never wronged the Jiang Clan. Why?”

It was a question that had long been buried in everyone’s heart.
Lu Ye—had he ever done anything to truly deserve Jiang Die’s betrayal?
Could it really be as simple as ambition?
Jiang Die laughed again.

“You think I betrayed Lu Ye because he wronged me?” she said.
“What else?” asked Chu Ling.
Shangguan Huanling had turned against him because she’d stopped loving him. She’d been convinced—like an idiot—that since she no longer loved him, Lu Ye would eventually discard her. That he hadn’t done so yet was only because he didn’t want his Dao of Protection to be flawed, and that a flaw would hinder his rise to sainthood.

And Bai Qiulan?
She’d rebelled against her own master. The entire world mocked her for it.
Yue Hongling? Deluded by love for a dead white moonlight.

Chu Ling? Obsessed with the death of her so-called “family,” and never satisfied with her role as a servant.
Zhuque? She believed Lu Ye had deceived her. Believed he’d slaughtered the ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) demon race on purpose.
But Jiang Die?
“You’re all wrong. Completely wrong.”

“I didn’t betray him because he wronged me. I betrayed him because he treated me too well.”
“You five—each of you—were the ones he cherished, the ones he chose to protect back in the First Heaven. And me? I was just the girl who used tricks and schemes to escape a political marriage—I forced myself into Lu Ye’s hands.”
“To Lu Ye, I wasn’t someone he loved.”

“All he had for me was pity—for the weak.”
“I can never forget the way he looked at me.”
“Pity. Pity for someone weak.”

“Helplessness. For a woman so shameless she threw herself at him.”
“So I had to grow stronger. I didn’t want to belong to anyone. I didn’t want to be used as a tool for alliance marriages. The Jiang Clan tried to use me to win over the Wang Clan. Lu Ye only accepted me out of pity because I gave him my body.”
“He never loved me.”

“And frankly, I don’t need anyone to love me. I only need one thing: power. Power above all.”
“That way, I’ll no longer be anyone’s tool. I’ll no longer be someone’s property. I’ll control my own life. I won’t be bound by anything.”
“So no, Lu Ye didn’t have to wrong me. He never even loved me to begin with.”

“As long as I become strong, everything I want will come to me.”
It seemed that the crushing pressure Lu Ye brought had forced Jiang Die to finally vent the grudge she’d held inside for so long.
If Lu Ye were to hear it, he’d probably think this woman is insane.

At the start, the two of them barely knew each other. How the hell could he fall in love with her the moment they met?
And didn’t he fall in love later anyway?
So she only remembered how it began, but forgot how it ended?
Still, Lu Ye probably wouldn’t even be all that angry.

Why? Because he was used to it…
“How can you say he didn’t love you?” Bai Qiulan said. “Lu Ye definitely loved you. If he didn’t, why would he endure the pressure of the whole world just to protect the Jiang Clan for your sake?”
“That’s his Dao. His Dao is protection. If it weren’t for the Dao of Protection being so vital to him, do you really think he would’ve done all that for me?”

“I was nothing but a tool to help him solidify his path.”
The other women stared at Bai Qiulan.
A deep, shuddering shock stirred in their hearts.

How could Jiang Die believe that?
Why did she see it that way?
Jiang Die’s face twisted into a sneer.

“You can drop the stunned expressions. Each and every one of you—are you really any better than me? At least I chose to get stronger. You’re all still trapped by your bullshit morals, your white moonlights—ugh. You're just a bunch of caged birds pining for love in your golden nests. And now that Lu Ye’s tossed you all aside, you’re still crawling back like dogs, begging to be close to him again.”
The moment she finished, fury exploded in the group.
But Jiang Die couldn’t be bothered to listen to their whining. She had come, let out the resentment in her chest, and now returned to the Jiang Clan’s grand hall.

“How did it go?”
“Clan Head, Wang Canghai has agreed to act.”
Wang Canghai—Rank Five on the Heavenly God Rankings, the Wang Clan’s most powerful cultivator.

“What does he want?”
“The Dragon Vein…”
Jiang Die’s eyes turned frosty. “Fine. Give it to him.”

“Clan Head, Xu Tianhe is willing to act!”
“What does he want?”
“He wants to borrow the Jiang Clan’s Scripture of the Void for a look.”

“Give it to him!”
“Clan Head, Daoist Qinglian has agreed to act!”
“Clan Head, Elder Baijie has agreed!”

“Clan Head—”
One after another, names known across the Second Heaven thundered through the hall.
From the top twenty of the Heavenly God Rankings, nine had agreed to take action.

Among them, the strongest was Xu Tianhe—ranked third.
And if Jiang Die herself decided to step in… then half of the top twenty would be moving at once.
Yes—Jiang Die currently held Rank One on the Heavenly God Rankings.

With such status, it was no wonder the Jiang Clan obeyed her every word. Given her age and her current strength, they couldn’t even imagine what heights she might one day reach.
But Jiang Die had no intention of acting—yet.
She would move last.

She would be the hidden blade.
She would let Lu Ye taste true despair.
All demands were accepted.

Nine peak Heavenly God Realm powerhouses—each a terrifying force—were now converging in one place.
The movements of such beings once again stirred every soul in the Second Heaven.
Heavenly God Rankings—each and every one of them.

A truly brutal slaughter was about to begin under the eyes of all.
Lu Ye kept walking forward.
Behind him, the Banner of the Human Emperor trembled violently. With every shake, billowing black mist erupted outward—and with it, came waves of ghostly screams.

Lu Ye glanced at the banner.
Tch. That thing’s gotten greedy.