Chapter 1975 What's Done is Done

Chapter 1975: What’s Done is Done Chapter 1975: What’s Done is Done Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “How did you lose it?” Cassandra Gabler was enthralled by the story, and her heart tightened.  She gripped Luke Yates’s large hand tightly with her small one, her eyes reflecting her heartache.

Luke was stunned.

Why was she suddenly feeling sorry for the sheep?

That wasn’t the point.

The point was that they were already married!

Luke could only grit his teeth and continue, “It seems like it was stolen…” “Why don’t you go and look for it?” Cassandra was fixated on finding the sheep thief.

Luke was numb.

How would he know who stole the sheep?

“There’s someone called Braydon Neal.

He’s the most suspicious, but I’m not sure,” Luke started deceiving his brother again.

He had somehow provoked a level ten transcendent expert.

If he failed…

There was no need to think too much.

The two brothers would be reduced to ashes.

So, the man and woman chatted through the night.

At daybreak, Luke wanted to escape, but discovered that the eastern hall was still perfectly intact.

Last night, he had dug a hole and triggered the eastern hall’s defense formation.

Now, no one could get in or out.

Within the defense formation, there was a killing array.

Even level ten creatures couldn’t breach it for a while.

A transcendent level nine expert could be killed in three breaths.

Seeing that the door was tightly shut and the hole he had dug was gone, Luke couldn’t help but ask nervously, “Wife, how do we open the door to our palace?” “I don’t remember… Last night, the array was activated.

It seems like…” Halfway through her sentence, she trailed off.

Obviously, he had forgotten again.

Forgetting the method to deactivate the array wasn’t surprising if he couldn’t even remember its name.

And just like that, Luke was trapped there.

Outside, the Northern Army sons were dumbfounded.

No one could approach the eastern hall, so they all waited outside.

“Damn it!” Tobey Lapras was furious.

“That idiot must’ve found something great and doesn’t want us to go in.” “How can you say that about Luke?

He’s not the type to hog things for himself,” Colton Jansky retorted.

The two of them were the only ones standing guard.

They all knew how crafty Luke was.  In the past, he would even chew on an imperial edict to find his ancestor.

Now that he had entered the eastern hall, there was no doubt he would get something valuable.

Little did they know that Braydon didn’t see this coming either.

The fool hadn’t obtained any inheritance or treasure from the eastern hall, only the palace master.

If they stayed locked up too long…

He might even have a nephew or niece for them when he finally got out.

Braydon had been in seclusion in the northern hall for twenty years, comprehending 70% of the sword intent.

He didn’t plan to stop until he fully grasped the sword intent.

The deeper he went, the harder it became.

Decades passed in the blink of an eye.  It might’ve been a long time for ordinary people, but for cultivators, it was just one seclusion.

Meanwhile, other opportunists were also pursuing what was theirs.

Braydon remained in seclusion.

However, ten years into his retreat, when he had comprehended 60% of the sword intent, Luke invaded the eastern hall.

He had now been trapped in the eastern hall for ten years!

During that time, he had done nothing but eat and sleep in the palace.

Cassandra massaged his legs and head daily.

He was close to being duped!

Luke’s position was airtight.

But wasn’t he afraid that Cassandra would one day regain her memory and swallow him whole?

Honestly, Luke wasn’t scared.

In the eastern hall, in the bedroom on the top floor, Cassandra’s once-slim figure now had a slight bulge…

That’s why Luke wasn’t worried!

Suddenly, a sigh echoed above the ruins of the Heavenly Court.

After the sigh, whoosh!

A small black sword shot out from Cassandra’s forehead, disappearing into the endless starry sky.

Cassandra stood in front of the window, dazed.

Her delicate body erupted with a terrifying aura.

The terrifying level ten creature was faintly awakening!

After being suppressed for so many years, the hidden vitality in her body surged out.

It enveloped the entire ruins of the Heavenly Court.

“What?” Braydon, startled in the northern hall, looked eastward.

“A tenth level has revived?” “Is it Cassandra’s aura?” Hamish Moore’s remnant soul was also shocked.

Cassandra hadn’t perished.

But now, she was going mad.

The small black sword that had been suppressing her flew out of her body, no longer keeping her in check.  Her body instinctively began to heal, and her dormant soul also started recovering.  A portion of her memories returned as well.

Ancient memories.

They all flooded back into her mind.

Her beautiful eyes turned icy cold as she grabbed Luke with her jade-like hand.

“Luke Yates, come here!” “Wife, what are you doing?” Luke was a bit terrified.

He vaguely understood that his wife’s memory had returned.

This was bad.

“How dare you ask me that?” Cassandra’s killing intent was strong.

“You…

what did you do while I was gravely injured?” Her murderous aura was overwhelming, but suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, making her face pale.

She let go of Luke.

“What’s wrong with you?

Did the baby kick you again?” Luke quickly picked her up and gently placed her on the bed, his eyes full of concern.  He said seriously, “At first, I lied to you.

But later, when you got pregnant, I…” “Shut up!” Cassandra’s mind was in turmoil.

Who was she?

A level ten transcendent, the revered Cassandra of the Heavenly Court.

Even Gadin Jennings had to give her face when necessary.

Then, during a catastrophe, this shameless fool had appeared from nowhere, pretended to be her husband, and spent ten years with her, taking her body… That wasn’t even the worst part.

She was pregnant!

At this moment, Cassandra almost coughed up blood.

She would’ve rather stayed amnesiac forever than wake up to this.

It was too maddening!

Luke muttered, “What’s done is done…” “Shut up!” “Don’t be so harsh.

It’s not good for our daughter.” “Shut up!” “I…” “Shut up!” …

Luke, crestfallen, didn’t dare argue.

He was mainly worried it might be harmful to the child.

After ten years of effort, she was finally pregnant.

The baby was about to be born.

At this point, Cassandra could scold him all she wanted.

Cassandra had calmed down, piecing everything together.  She lay on the bed, recalling the past ten years.  It seemed she had been happier during that time than in her entire cultivation life.

Moreover, the small black sword that had been suppressing her…

Why had it suddenly flown away?

She couldn’t forget how terrifying that sword had been.

It nearly claimed her life back then.

No one could control that small sword.

Except its owner.

Why did it leave?

Was it because of you…

little brat?

“I’m hungry,” Cassandra whispered, gently caressing her swollen belly.

A tender gleam flickered in her eyes.

She turned her back on Luke, who looked pitiful.  “I’ll go kill a sheep for you!” Luke immediately got ready to cook.

Cassandra gritted her teeth.

“Don’t you dare!

That sheep’s been with me since childhood.

If you dare kill it, I’ll have you steal another!”

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