The Divine Eagle Empire, Unabridged Volume 5, Chapters 150-157

Author: Nine Heavens Word Count: 30,000 Link: thread-8930266-1-1.
Chapter 150 The Great Hero The sound of hooves
"clatter..."
rapidly approached Iron Dragon City. Although it was dark, the imperial soldiers on the city walls could still see a golden lightning bolt hurtling towards them across the plains in the pitch-black night, its speed unparalleled.
The air force griffin knights conducting aerial reconnaissance attempted to approach the golden lightning bolt to get a clear look at it, but unexpectedly, when they were more than twenty feet above the ground, they suddenly heard
a roar, like a chant, shaking the heavens and earth, a sound wave shooting straight into the sky.
This sudden roar terrified more than a dozen griffins, their hearts pounding in their chests, their souls scattered, and they fell like hailstones, crashing to the ground. Falling from such a height, how could they possibly survive? The griffins and knights were either dead or seriously injured, their cries of agony filling the air.
"The Crimson Dragon Beast..."
Jin Ji, standing on the city wall, exclaimed in shock upon seeing this. Although he had anticipated that Wu Tianjiao would arrive riding his Crimson Dragon Beast, he hadn't expected it to possess such divine power. With a single roar, it had caused him to lose over a dozen air force knights—truly a top-tier magical beast!
"What a powerful Crimson Dragon Beast!"
Jin Changxu exclaimed in admiration, his eyes filled with envy. He glanced at Jin Ji and asked, "Father, what should we do now?" Jin
Ji pondered for a moment, then immediately ordered, "Open the city gates, lower the drawbridge, and welcome the guests!" The drawbridge creaked and groaned as it slowly descended, spanning the moat. Then, with a boom, the city gates swung open, and a troop of golden-armored soldiers, torches in hand, rushed out of the city gates, onto the drawbridge, and lined up on the flat ground on the opposite bank of the river. By this time, the golden lightning bolt was less than a hundred feet from the city, its speed having slowed down. The dense "clattering" sound had turned into a slow "drip-drip-drip," and a fiery red shadow gradually became clear in the night. It was an incomparably magnificent crimson steed, its golden horn gleaming brightly in the darkness, incredibly conspicuous. No wonder everyone had seen a golden lightning bolt; it was clearly the effect of that golden horn. Those in the know understood that this crimson steed with the golden horn was neither a warhorse nor a unicorn, but a top-tier magical beast, the Crimson Dragon. In the entire world, only one person possessed a Crimson Dragon mount: the Imperial Golden Blade Prince Consort and Lord of Wind City, Wu Tianjiao. Sure enough, riding on the back of the Crimson Dragon was a white-clad youth with a face as white as jade and an incomparably handsome appearance. This youth was like a snow-covered flower, sculpted from ice and snow, with a graceful and elegant demeanor, and a heroic and dashing air! He wore a purple-gold crown, had a face of white jade, sword-like eyebrows that reached his temples, and starry eyes that held a chilling and imposing presence. A white cloak enveloped his entire body, making him appear as if he were carved from jade, seemingly delicate and refined. However, the aura he exuded was completely different from his appearance. The white robes and the red beast were so incongruous, so out of place, yet they gave off an aura of looking down upon the world. The Iron Dragon City soldiers who came out to greet him, even if they had never seen this person before, knew who the white-robed youth on the red dragon beast was unless they were idiots! Clang! A flash of golden light, and the leading centurion drew his golden sword from his elbow. At the same time, two rows of imperial soldiers also drew their golden swords in unison, holding them upright in front of their chests, blades pointing upwards, the edges close to their noses, their eyes fixed straight ahead, shouting in unison: "Welcome, Your Majesty the Golden Sword Prince Consort!" Although there were only a hundred or two people, their shouts were loud and clear, possessing a majestic and awe-inspiring power, especially in the night, giving people a sense of intimidating pressure. It was Wu Tianjiao who truly stood out; anyone with a slightly weaker nerve would likely not dare enter Iron Dragon City! Wu Tianjiao sat upright on his crimson dragon beast, nodding slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Is Madam Mei trying to intimidate me?" He wasn't a naive newcomer to the world of martial arts; he knew the salute these imperial soldiers performed was a military custom called the "Golden Knife Salute!" This salute was generally only used to greet generals or martial artists; ordinary scholars and timid individuals wouldn't dare accept it. But for Wu Tianjiao, the Imperial Prince Consort, to greet him with the "Golden Knife Salute" was perfectly fitting and appropriate! At this moment, the Jin family father and son had ridden out of the city gate, crossed the drawbridge and the moat, and stopped not far in front of Wu Tianjiao. Jin Ji laughed heartily, "Golden Knife Prince Consort, it's been several months since we last met. How have you been?" "Likewise! Likewise!" Wu Tianjiao replied with a forced smile, "General Jin, you look radiant and beaming, quite pleased with yourself!" "Not at all! Not at all!" Jin Ji responded insincerely, chuckling, "Prince Consort, you have been appointed the lord of Fengcheng for less than half a year, and you have governed it with great success and order. I heard that Fengcheng is currently expanding its city walls, extending outwards by several dozen miles. After hearing this, I have been filled with admiration for you, Prince Consort, and have long wanted to visit Fengcheng to see for myself. Unfortunately, I am busy with military affairs and have a lot of matters to attend to, so I simply cannot spare the time!" "Really! That's such a pity!" Wu Tianjiao said with a smile, "General Jin, if you have time sometime, why not grace Fengcheng with your presence? It would be a pleasure for me to be your host!" "Definitely! Certainly!" Jin Ji laughed heartily, "As long as the Prince Consort doesn't mind my rudeness and rambling, I'll definitely go! I'll definitely go! Haha..." Seeing the two smiling faces, speaking politely, and complimenting each other, anyone who didn't know better would think they were old friends, close acquaintances despite their age difference. Only Jin Changxu knew the truth, and he was deeply troubled. The conversation between father and son on the city wall had shocked him immensely. He had never imagined that his father had such great ambitions, not only to kill Wu Tianjiao but also to plot against the Eagle King. This was a heinous crime punishable by the extermination of his entire family. Cold sweat dripped down Jin Changxu's back, his face was slightly pale, and his heart trembled. He was worried about his father and also felt a chill for Wu Tianjiao. Jin Changxu was an open-minded man, capable of both taking things in stride and letting them go easily. When he dueled with Wu Tianjiao for Yuwen Xiang, he had a gambler's mentality: if he won, he would have Yuwen Xiang; if he lost, he would have no regrets, proving his own inadequacy and unworthiness of Yuwen Xiang. Now that Wu Tianjiao had come to Tielong City alone, if something happened to him, especially since it was a conspiracy between him and his father, wouldn't Yuwen Xiang hate him to the core if she found out? As Jin Changxu was pondering this, Wu Tianjiao noticed him, rode forward a few steps, scanned him up and down, and laughed heartily, "Inspector Jin, how have you been? You look quite well; it seems you've not only fully recovered, but your martial arts skills are even better than before!" Jin Changxu smiled awkwardly, clasped his hands in a fist salute on his horse, and said, "Changxu hasn't had a chance to thank the Prince Consort for the medicine. If it weren't for the Prince Consort's miraculous medicine, Changxu wouldn't have recovered so quickly. This kindness will never be forgotten." "Inspector Jin, don't say that!" Wu Tianjiao waved his hand and said, "It was Tianjiao who accidentally injured you back then, so it's only natural that I gave you medicine to heal you. Today, having come to Iron Dragon City, I must have a good drink with Inspector Jin and have a good talk to clear up our past misunderstandings!" "It seems you young people get along really well, chatting as soon as you meet!" Jin Ji chuckled and said, "Your Highness, it's windy here, not the place to talk. Let's go into the city first!"

Led by the Jin family father and son, Wu Tianjiao slowly followed into Iron Dragon City, his heart filled with trepidation. He secretly pondered, "The Jin family father and son are the actual controllers of Iron Dragon City. Without their help, Madam Mei would never have been able to capture Qionghua and Sister Yuehua. Princess Wude and Princess Qianning arrived in Iron Dragon City before me. I wonder how they are doing? I am currently unaware of the situation in Iron Dragon City. I wonder what kind of setup Madam Mei has in store for me?"
This was Wu Tianjiao's second time in Iron Dragon City. The city's appearance hadn't changed much in the past six months, except that there were many more soldiers patrolling the streets at night. Upon seeing Jin Ji and his group arrive, they quickly made way for them, saluting in front of them.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, after entering the city, Jin Changxu walked side by side with Wu Tianjiao and said with a smile, "Your Highness, there's something I'm not sure if I should ask."
"Inspector Jin, please ask whatever you need to know. Tianjiao will answer everything I know!"
Wu Tianjiao said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll be frank then!"
Inspector Jin's expression hardened, and he said seriously, "Have you seen the Princess?"
"The Princess!"
Wu Tianjiao's expression shifted, and he shook his head slightly, saying, "Since leaving Iron Dragon City for Wind City, I haven't seen the Princess. I wonder if she... has returned?"
Jin Changxu frowned and said, "I haven't seen her for half a year since she left a letter and ran away! However, according to the news her master sent back, the Princess is currently still at Heavenly Snow Mountain, and everything is fine! Prince Consort..."
Wu Tianjiao quickly waved his hand and said, "Inspector Jin, if you're so kind, you can just call me Tianjiao. I'll be a little abrupt too..." " How about I call you Brother Jin?"
Jin Changxu smiled and said, "I am honored by the Imperial Son-in-Law... no! I am honored by Brother Tianjiao's high regard, so I, Changxu, will presume to call you Brother Tianjiao!"
Wu Tianjiao laughed heartily and said, "That's more like it!"
He stretched out his arm and patted Jin Changxu's shoulder, laughing, "Brother Jin, there aren't many people who can call Wu Tianjiao brother, just a handful. One is my eldest brother, Wu Tianlong. Although I have never met him, I have always considered him my eldest brother! Another is Lu Chong, the son of Grand Tutor Lu in the capital, who is also a close brother to me. And then there is you, Brother Jin!"
Oh! Jin Changxu's face was moved, and he said with great surprise, "Brother Tianjiao, why do you think so highly of me?"
Wu Tianjiao laughed and said, "For no other reason than the courage you showed last time when you fought me alone for the sake of the princess, risking everything. For that alone, I admire you, Brother Jin!" "
How do you know?"
Jin Changxu asked in astonishment, still somewhat not understanding the meaning behind Wu Tianjiao's words.
Wu Tianjiao gave a thumbs-up, praising Jin Changxu to the skies, "Because Brother Jin is a true man, a real hero, willing to risk everything, even his life, for the one he loves! At the same time, Brother Jin is a true hero, a great man! That day, if Brother Jin had harbored malicious intentions, he could have easily sent a group of men to ambush me on the road. But Brother Jin didn't do that. This shows that Brother Jin is an upright gentleman, who would never do such underhanded things. In this respect, he is a thousand times, ten thousand times better than those self-serving, hypocritical gentlemen."
Wu Tianjiao was unaware of his own eloquence, speaking fluently and endlessly, showering Jin Changxu with praise, almost portraying him as a great saint, unprecedented and unparalleled.
However, his words of praise did have some effect, making Jin Changxu a little smug on horseback. He unconsciously straightened his back, his spirits lifted, and he felt truly like the person Wu Tianjiao had described. Yet, he humbly replied, "Not at all! Not at all! Brother Tianjiao, you...you're really joking!"
Jin Ji, who was ahead, paid close attention to his son Jin Changxu's conversation with Wu Tianjiao. He frowned at Wu Tianjiao's words and couldn't help but look back, thinking, "You, Wu Tianjiao, I didn't know you were such a flatterer! What are you trying to do? Praising my son so highly, are you secretly insulting me?" After a moment of elation,
Jin
Changxu's opinion of Wu Tianjiao changed dramatically. He felt secretly ashamed: "So that's how highly he regarded me! How ridiculous that I didn't even realize it!"
Composing himself, he remembered his earlier unfinished business and said, "Brother Tianjiao, I think you should go to Tianxue Mountain to visit the Princess?"
Oh! Wu Tianjiao's heart stirred upon hearing this, and he smiled, "Yes! I should go see her. But, Tianxue Mountain is so vast, I wonder where the princess is?"
"I can tell you that!"
After a pause, Jin Changxu said solemnly, "Brother Tianjiao, you may not know, but the princess's master was none other than Dugu Tianfeng, who was known as the 'Demon Sword God Lord' a hundred years ago."
"Dugu Tianfeng!"
Wu Tianjiao was slightly moved and nodded, "I've heard of him. He was a legendary figure in the martial arts world a hundred years ago, a master swordsman, whose martial arts cultivation had already reached the pinnacle. He was a top figure on par with the masters of the Five Palaces. It turns out the princess is his disciple, truly unexpected!"
"Indeed!"
Jin Changxu exclaimed, "The princess is truly blessed to have such a master. Brother Tianjiao, the princess and her master live in Jue Tian Valley on Dengyun Peak. If you go to Jue Tian Valley and see the princess, tell her not to focus solely on martial arts practice. It would be best if she could take some time to visit the prince in Xuelong City. Now that the Shura people have invaded, the prince's situation is extremely dangerous..."
Cough cough... Jin Ji, who was in front, suddenly coughed violently, slowing his horse's pace. After Wu Tianjiao and Jin Changxu caught up, he smiled at Wu Tianjiao, shook his head, and sighed, "Alas! When a person gets old, they become useless. I'm already feeling a bit too cold. Unlike you young people, who are chatting and laughing, full of energy, and don't feel cold at all!"
"Not at all! Not at all!"
Wu Tianjiao chuckled, "General Jin, please don't say that. Look at your robust physique, you are still vigorous despite your age, not inferior to us young people at all."
"Is that so!"
Jin Ji chuckled, then paused before turning to Jin Changxu and saying, "Xu'er, go ahead and inform the Eagle King's residence that the Prince Consort has arrived. Tell them to prepare to welcome him!" "
Yes!"
Jin Changxu replied, glancing at Wu Tianjiao before cracking his whip across the horse's rump. The horse neighed in pain, broke into a gallop, and sped away.
Watching Jin Changxu's figure disappear at the end of the long street, Wu Tianjiao's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself, "What did he mean by what he just said to me? He told me to go visit Yuwen Xiang, and then told Yuwen Xiang to go visit the Eagle King, saying that the Eagle King was in danger..."
At this thought, his heart skipped a beat, and he was greatly alarmed, exclaiming inwardly, "Is the Eagle King in danger?"
He consciously glanced at Jin Ji beside him, lost in thought, "Why did he stop Jin Changxu from continuing? Why did he send Jin Changxu away? There's more to this than that..."
Before he could ponder further, Jin Ji said with a smile, "Your Highness... Hehe! I don't even know how to address you properly. You are both the Imperial Son-in-Law of my Empire and the Prince's Consort; this dual identity is truly contradictory!"
"No contradiction!"
Wu Tianjiao had no choice but to stop thinking and smiled, "General Jin, you may call me Tianjiao. Brother Changxu and I hit it off immediately and are as close as brothers! General Jin is an elder, and I still have a lot to learn from you in many aspects!"
"How dare you! How dare you!"
Jin Ji chuckled, his eyes narrowed into slits, his face full of smiles.
He was a cunning old fox, shrewd and cunning. But Wu Tianjiao was no pushover either; clever and shrewd, he was no longer the novice he once was. The two walked side by side, chatting and laughing, talking about everyday matters, but neither of them mentioned any sensitive topics, tacitly understanding each other.
Nearly half an hour later, Jin Ji and Wu Tianjiao arrived at the Eagle King's mansion. But they found only Jin Changxu and a few servants of the Eagle King's mansion waiting at the gate. Upon seeing them arrive, Jin Changxu stepped forward to greet them.
Jin Ji dismounted, looked around, and his face darkened. He said unhappily, "Why are there only a few people? Don't you know that the Prince Consort is coming tonight?"
Before Jin Changxu could answer, a middle-aged man stepped forward. Wu Tianjiao recognized this man; he knew he was the steward of the Eagle King's mansion. The steward respectfully said, "General Jin, it's getting late. Madam and the young ladies have already gone to sleep. Madam instructed that the Prince Consort stay at the manor for the night, and she will personally host a banquet for him tomorrow!"
"Madam?"
Wu Tianjiao's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and he chuckled inwardly. "This Madam Mei has fled to the Eagle King's Mansion in Iron Dragon City, usurping its place. She really thinks she's something special, acting like the mistress of the Eagle King's Mansion, acting like a madam. Isn't she afraid Xiong Shiguang will be jealous?"
Since he was already here, Wu Tianjiao had his own plans and didn't need to rush to see Madam Mei. He immediately followed the steward into the Eagle King's Mansion. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, or perhaps by coincidence, the middle-aged steward arranged for Wu Tianjiao to stay in the same wing room he had stayed in on his first visit to the Eagle King's Mansion.
A sumptuous feast had already been set out in the wing room, along with dedicated maids. Clearly, the people of the Eagle King's Mansion knew that Wu Tianjiao was coming tonight and had prepared the food and wine in advance. This puzzled Wu Tianjiao. Now that he was in the Eagle King's mansion, he shouldn't have been able to escape. Madam Mei should have used whatever methods she had, so why was she being so polite and insisting he stay the night? What was going on?
Wu Tianjiao didn't believe Madam Mei would be so kind; she was probably plotting something. But surely Madam Mei wouldn't be foolish enough to poison the food and drink? Even if she was poisoned, Wu Tianjiao wasn't afraid!
This wasn't arrogance on Wu Tianjiao's part; his current cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Saint rank. This was a leap forward, a breakthrough even Wu Tianjiao himself hadn't expected. After absorbing the Death God's primordial spirit and having a night of passion, his cultivation had soared to such a level upon waking. This was enough to astound those martial artists who had cultivated for decades or even centuries, driving them to madness with envy. Wu Tianjiao wasn't human; he was practically a demon. Only a demon could achieve such a level of cultivation.
Wu Tianjiao hadn't intended to stop the middle-aged steward and subtly probe him, but the steward seemed deliberately avoiding him, quickly disappearing after escorting him to his room.
Seeing this, Wu Tianjiao didn't bother with the maids' service and simply sat down to drink alone. He was indeed quite hungry, and his appetite was astonishing; he devoured the entire table of food and wine, finally patting his round belly with satisfaction, letting out a burp, and going into the inner bedroom. He collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep fully clothed. Soon, he was breathing evenly, seemingly having drifted into a deep sleep…
It was late at night, and the entire Eagle King's mansion was shrouded in darkness and utter silence. However, in a magnificent palace in the back courtyard, the lights were bright, and a woman in palace attire paced anxiously within.
She appeared to be around forty years old, dressed in a pale yellow palace gown that made her look exceptionally noble. Her eyebrows were delicately arched, and her almond-shaped eyes held a hint of melancholy. With cherry lips and a delicate nose, she was truly a captivating beauty. Although time had etched its marks on her face, it could not conceal the extraordinary elegance she possessed in her youth. Every gesture exuded an air of authority.
She was none other than Madam Mei, the mistress of Red Plum Manor.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall, and a young man rushed in. It was none other than Madam Mei's adopted son, Mei Wenjun.
He approached Madam Mei with a tense expression, bowed respectfully, and said, "Godmother, everything is arranged. This time, we will ensure that Wu Tianjiao dies a horrible death!"
Madam Mei frowned, displeased, and said, "Wenjun, I've told you many times not to call me Godmother. Although you are my adopted son, when discussing official matters, you should address me as Your Highness or Your Highness. Why do you always forget this! What will people think if word gets out!"
"Yes, Your Highness! Reporting to Your Highness, everything is arranged. Tonight's matter will surely succeed. I have come to report to you!"
Mei Wenjun looked terrified and quickly bowed again.
He knew that the woman before him was no longer the Madam Mei from Red Plum Manor. Since arriving in Iron Dragon City, she had completely changed. She had become extremely ambitious, meticulous, and ruthless. Even he, her adopted son, sometimes felt a chill run down his spine.
Madam Mei nodded in satisfaction. Looking at her adopted son's terrified expression, she felt a pang of pity. She softened her tone and said gently, "Wenjun, don't blame your mother. I'm doing this for your own good. Now, I am the Queen Consort of the Eagle King. Every word, every action, every gesture must be proper, leaving no room for criticism. Only then can I truly be a queen consort! You suffered a lot with me in your youth and didn't learn much. You must always remember the etiquette of the royal family, otherwise others will find fault with you. You are my adopted son, which is why I am strict with you. Don't blame your adoptive mother; all of this is for our future prosperity!"
Upon hearing this, Mei Wenjun's face showed gratitude. He said, "Your Majesty, please don't say that. I know you are doing this for my own good, and how could I dare to have any complaints? Although I haven't read many books, I am not ignorant of reason. Please remind me from time to time so that I can improve."
"It's good that you understand. Although this Prince's mansion can't compare to the imperial palace, it's still royal territory. For the sake of future wealth and honor, you must be careful in everything you do. Remember that!"
Madam Mei said earnestly. Then, her expression turned serious, and she resumed her previous cold and stern demeanor. "Alright, enough with the small talk! Tell me, how's that boy?"
The "boy" she referred to was Wu Tianjiao. Mei Wenjun's spirits lifted, and he smiled. "Your Highness, you probably wouldn't believe it, but that boy is truly fearless. According to the maid Xiaolian, who arranged for him, Wu Tianjiao ate all the food and wine. It's unbelievable! Is he a reincarnated starving ghost? He can eat so much!"
Oh! Madam Mei's face showed emotion upon hearing this, and she frowned, somewhat disbelievingly asking, "Did he really eat it all?"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Mei Wenjun replied respectfully, "I checked it myself!"
"This Wu Tianjiao, he really has guts!"
Madam Mei said sternly, "If I had known this, I should have poisoned the food and wine and killed him!"
"Your Highness, since Wu Tianjiao dared to eat the food and wine we arranged, he must have something to rely on!"
Mei Wenjun said thoughtfully, "Wu Tianjiao has quite a few miraculous medicines on him. The poison 'Red-Rolled Pill,' which the Xiong family painstakingly refined, actually cured him. I think the problem must lie with his master's wife, Madam Rose. Madam Rose's medical skills are superb; she is adept at curing all poisons. There is almost no poison in the world that she cannot cure!"
"From what you're saying, you want me to deal with Madam Rose?"
Madam Mei asked.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Mei Wenjun said solemnly, "Now, the people of Fengcheng regard Lady Rose as a living bodhisattva who saves people from suffering. Every day, patients flock to Jishetang, some even traveling from thousands of miles away. Business is booming! I've heard that Jishetang also concocts all sorts of elixirs—some for healing injuries, some for detoxification, some for beautifying the skin, and some for increasing one's martial arts skills..."
"You know everything Your Highness has to say!"
Madam Mei waved her hand and said, "We need to deal with Wu Tianjiao now. Why are you mentioning Lady Rose? What are you talking about!"
Chapter 152 The Emperor's Sword
"What I mean is..."
Mei Wenjun said cautiously, "After killing Wu Tianjiao, we will quickly send people to Fengcheng to capture Lady Rose and make her work for us..."
"Nonsense!"
Madam Mei glared and said, "With Wu Tianjiao dead, we will naturally control Fengcheng. At that time, will we be afraid that Lady Rose will escape? But what you said makes sense. This gives me another idea. After killing Wu Tianjiao, we will write a letter to lure all his women to Iron Dragon City!"
"Brilliant! Brilliant plan!"
Mei Wenjun gave a thumbs up and said, "Your Majesty, you are truly brilliant! As long as the news of killing Wu Tianjiao doesn't leak out, his women will receive the letter, and even if they have doubts, they will definitely rush to Iron Dragon City regardless of everything." "Then we'll catch them all like turtles in a jar!"
Madam Mei smiled coldly, looking at him thoughtfully, and said, "I think this is what you've always been thinking, still thinking about that boy's woman, isn't it?"
Mei Wenjun blushed with embarrassment upon hearing this, and stammered, not knowing what to say. Seeing this, Madam Mei snorted, "You don't need to deny it. I raised you myself. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking and doing? Humph! How are things going with Fu Yina?"
"Your Highness, she..."
Mei Wenjun frowned, "These past few days, she's been constantly yelling at me. She has a terrible temper, and I can't handle her!"
"Look! Look!"
Madam Mei pointed at him and scolded, "You can't even manage one woman, yet you want to have your cake and eat it too. You! You! What can I say to you? If you could manage your wife well, then I wouldn't object to you taking other women. But you... with your meager abilities, having two women will turn this house upside down!"
Mei Wenjun frowned, unconvinced, and said, "Your Highness, you... you say that about me? Wu Tianjiao has so many women, and he's doing just fine. I haven't heard of his house being in chaos. How come I..." *
Bang!* Suddenly, Madam Mei slammed her hand on the tea table beside her, angrily saying, "How dare you speak to the Queen like that? Have you gone too far?"
Mei Wenjun fell silent, bowing hastily and saying in fear, "Your son wouldn't dare! It was unintentional!"
Madam Mei coldly snorted, "Remember this: in front of me, no matter the time, you must never be disrespectful, otherwise…"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Mei Wenjun responded repeatedly, obsequiously wiping the cold sweat from his brow with his sleeve, not daring to utter a sound.
Seeing his frightened expression, Madam Mei's face showed a hint of pity. Her tone softened as she said, "Wenjun, this is for your own good! Remember, you are a man, destined for great things. Never let yourself be corrupted by women. Throughout history, countless heroes have met their demise because of women. Besides, you are not yet a hero, so don't try to compare yourself to Wu Tianjiao!"
"Yes! Yes! I understand!"
Mei Wenjun said respectfully. "Thank you for your guidance, Madam!"
"Good that you remember!"
Madam Mei waved her hand and said coldly, "It's getting late, it's time. Go now!"
Mei Wenjun bowed and took his leave. When he reached the palace gate, Madam Mei suddenly seemed to remember something and called out, "Wenjun!"
"Your son is here!"
Mei Wenjun quickly stopped and turned around to reply.
"How is the situation in Snow Dragon City?"
Madam Mei asked.
Mei Wenjun hurriedly said, "Your Highness, according to Jin Ji's report, two legions of the Shura Empire are stationed inside and outside Xitian City. The one stationed inside Xitian City is Shura Yuan's Whirlwind Legion. The other legion is the Kinnara Clan's Gale Legion, commanded by Na Yanhe, a renowned general known for his wisdom and courage. The Gale Legion is stationed at Baizhang Plain, northwest of Xitian City, less than two hundred li from Xuelong City, and they are watching us closely. Your Highness is under immense pressure, and war with the Shura could break out at any moment! Your Highness…" He
paused, then said helplessly, "To prevent the Shura from advancing north, Your Highness will likely be unable to return for some time!"
"Is that so!"
Madam Mei's face showed undisguised disappointment and a desolate expression. She said sadly, "This war has come at a truly inopportune time. I don't know when I'll be able to see Your Highness again? The Shura are brave and skilled in battle, and their army is strong and well-equipped…" "I'm really worried about the Prince's safety..."
She sat on the large chair in the hall, looking at the palace lanterns on the ceiling and murmuring to herself, "It's been a long time since I've seen him. The last time we met was a year ago, when he had just returned from a victorious battle, annihilating a Shura cavalry..."
Mei Wenjun had already bowed and left after giving his instructions to Madam Mei. He knew that whenever his adoptive mother showed that infatuated look, she disliked being disturbed the most. It was best for a sensible person to leave.
In the main hall, only Madam Mei sat alone, so noble yet so lonely under the lamplight...
The night was deep and quiet, and time quietly passed...
Wu Tianjiao didn't know how long he had slept when a sudden sense of alarm rose in his heart! In fact, although he seemed to be asleep, he had maintained the necessary vigilance. Alone in the Eagle King's mansion, anyone would find it difficult to fall asleep. Wu Tianjiao, of course, couldn't sleep. He feigned sleep, hoping the people from the Eagle King's Mansion would think he was asleep and seize the opportunity to assassinate him. Sure enough, the assassins arrived.
Wu Tianjiao didn't open his eyes, remaining quietly motionless on the bed.
Although the room was pitch black, he could still sense, through his unparalleled spiritual sense, that there were more than one assassin lurking in the room. There were about three, and from their breathing, he could tell that these three assassins were no ordinary fighters!
Wu Tianjiao's hand moved subtly under the covers, and the heavy sword beside him was unconsciously grasped. To guard against a sneak attack from the Eagle King's Mansion, he had taken out his weapon early in the morning and hidden it under the covers.
With the heavy sword in his hand, Wu Tianjiao's slightly panicked heart immediately calmed down; the sword in his hand instantly felt connected to him by blood! This heavy iron sword, reforged by the Sword Queen using her own blood essence, was no longer its original dark color; it had become entirely blood red and acquired a resounding and domineering name: the Sword of the Emperor.
The name was still given by the Sword Queen, who also branded the words "Emperor" onto the sword. While the name was pleasing, it met with opposition from many, even Wu Tianjiao himself. He felt the name was too ostentatious, giving others ammunition against him.
The Sword of the Emperor, literally meaning the Emperor's sword, implied that Wu Tianjiao was the Emperor himself. If this were to spread, it would be a grave crime of treason, punishable by impeachment from most officials, the confiscation of his property, and the extermination of his entire family.
However, the Sword Queen insisted, and the name was already branded and could not be changed. Wu Tianjiao had no choice but to accept it. He figured that as long as he easily drew the sword, didn't reveal its name, and didn't show it to anyone, no one would know it was the "Sword of the Emperor," and he believed the woman beside him wouldn't reveal the name either.
Wu Tianjiao discovered that this "Emperor's Sword," which had been infused with blood essence, was quite different from the one he had seen before. The sword possessed a new kind of spirituality. As long as he channeled his true energy into the sword, he would feel a connection with it, as if he were one with the sword, and the sword was one with him, achieving a profound state of unity between man and sword.
The room was utterly silent. Wu Tianjiao's internal energy circulated ceaselessly, its powerful flow dispelling the last trace of alcohol. Reaching the twenty-fourth level of the Dragon Elephant Divine Art, his mind was clear and his heart as still as water, exceptionally calm.
The assassins remained motionless, silently concealed in the shadows. They were also extremely cautious; after all, a person's reputation precedes them. Someone even the numerous assassins of the Baili family couldn't defeat was no easy opponent! Therefore, they secretly gathered their strength, waiting for their chance to attack…
Wu Tianjiao sensed that the attack to come would be earth-shattering…
This was no longer a simple contest of strength; Wu Tianjiao was now testing his endurance. Just as he knew his opponent, the assassins in the room understood that Wu Tianjiao had noticed them. Now, any rash action would be met with a fierce attack!
After circulating his internal energy for a full cycle, Wu Tianjiao suddenly withdrew it. He seemed to vanish into thin air, yet his body remained clearly visible, lying there. Like a stone statue, he was motionless, quietly, quietly waiting…
Time passed slowly, and the third watch gong sounded outside the window. *Clang! Clang! Clang!* The long, drawn-out sound of the gong seemed to still echo in his ears when three cold glints suddenly shot up. A powerful killing intent, accompanying the sudden flash of sword light, instantly filled the entire room. The
three assassins, who had been lurking in the shadows for so long, seemed finally unable to restrain themselves any longer and launched their attack on Wu Tianjiao, who was still lying on the bed.
Although he felt something was amiss, the sudden sword light left Wu Tianjiao no time to think. His body sprang up in an instant, the blankets on his body suddenly meeting the three assassins' attack. *Whoosh—* The Emperor's Sword emitted a soft sword cry in an instant. The cry was incredibly deep, yet it contained a captivating, mesmerizing power.
Sword energy shot out, cotton wadding danced in the air, and the bedding was instantly shredded to pieces by the opponent's fierce sword energy. But in that brief moment, in the darkness, Wu Tianjiao, like a ghost in the midnight sky, moved lightly without leaving a trace. His body blurred in an instant, and the deep whistling of the Emperor's Sword vanished, as if Wu Tianjiao had disappeared into thin air. The three assassins in the room lost Wu Tianjiao's aura in the blink of an eye...
But Wu Tianjiao stood clearly before them, the eerie sight causing them immense sorrow. All the assassins in the room knew that the strange image was merely a phantom left behind by Wu Tianjiao in his movement. It was because of this phantom that the three assassins were simultaneously stunned by its appearance, intently searching for Wu Tianjiao's aura within the room.
"Heh heh, you've been tricked!"
A sinister laugh rang out. In the eyes of the three assassins, the phantom of Wu Tianjiao suddenly erupted. The Emperor's Sword whistled once more, and Wu Tianjiao's figure swayed like a ghost, his swordplay flowing like a long, unbroken stream, instantly locking the two assassins in his sword aura.
It should be known that after Wu Tianjiao devoured the primordial spirit of the God of Death, not only did his power surge, but he also unconsciously absorbed some of the God of Death's skills. He could not only conceal himself in the darkness but was also adept at hiding his aura. Just a moment ago, Wu Tianjiao successfully concealed all his aura, giving the three assassins in the room the illusion that Wu Tianjiao was merely a phantom.
The blood-red Emperor's Sword suddenly accelerated in the darkness, its eerie light emitting an extremely strange sword aura, cold yet possessing a peace that emanated from within.
Air swirled within the scabbard's opening, producing a sound like flowing water, evoking a refreshing sense of returning to nature. The three assassins paused slightly. In
that brief moment of hesitation, Wu Tianjiao suddenly burst into laughter, his sword energy surging and crackling. The Emperor's Sword instantly materialized into three separate swords, each emitting a sharp whistling sound, making it impossible to discern which was the real one…
Almost simultaneously, the three assassins roared without hesitation, each brandishing a longsword, charging towards Wu Tianjiao, their posture one of suicidal, life-or-death struggle.
"Uh!" Wu Tianjiao was slightly startled. While the assassins' method was somewhat clumsy, it was undeniably the best approach. Regardless of the direction of the swords, they could eliminate at most two assassins at once, leaving one vulnerable, forcing him to make a desperate, all-or-nothing attack.
A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, and Wu Tianjiao made up his mind in an instant. His sword technique remained unchanged, still aimed at the three men, but his body instantly levitated, as if the sword had left his hand, completely escaping his control.
Although they didn't quite understand, Wu Tianjiao's actions were tantamount to suicide, and the three assassins were overjoyed. They increased their speed, rushing towards Wu Tianjiao like lightning!
Suddenly, they felt a sharp pain in their chests, and all three assassins froze simultaneously, their strength drained in an instant. They stared blankly at Wu Tianjiao, their eyes filled with confusion.
A smug smile appeared on Wu Tianjiao's face as he looked at the three, about to speak. Suddenly, a powerful sword light shot out from the shadows, its whistling sound echoing, carrying an overwhelming force that firmly locked Wu Tianjiao's body within the sword's stance.
At the same time, the three assassins roared simultaneously, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The blood congealed into arrows, striking Wu Tianjiao from three directions with the force of thunder, instantly surrounding him…
Chapter 153 A Young Girl's Feelings
"Damn it!"
Wu Tianjiao couldn't help but curse, his heart pounding, finally understanding the source of his unease. It turned out there were four assassins who had come to kill him. Three of them deliberately revealed their presence to cover the fourth, who would launch the most lethal attack from the shadows.
"What meticulous planning!"
Wu Tianjiao thought to himself.
What surprised Wu Tianjiao even more was the perfect coordination between the four assassins. Three of them were struck by his sword first, allowing him to relax, before the ambush assassin launched a surprise attack. Moreover, the original three assassins also coordinated with the ambush assassin; no matter which of the three blood arrows struck him, it would be a fatal blow!
The situation was critical, leaving Wu Tianjiao no time to think. In a flash, the Emperor's Sword in his hand spun strangely, his body rotating continuously with the sword's movement. A crimson sword light, interwoven with gold and red, suddenly enveloped him. The sword light whistled, and the Emperor's Sword emitted a mournful buzzing sound.
*Swoosh...* Blood splattered. The four assassins' fierce attack was like a stone sinking into the sea; the three blood arrows were all blocked by the crimson sword light surrounding Wu Tianjiao, turning into dust. At the same time, the crimson sword energy, condensed with Dragon Elephant True Qi, rapidly expanded outwards like a surging tide, rushing in all directions...
"Ah..."
The four assassins let out a shrill scream. Their bodies instantly flew up, swirling and whistling within the confined space of the room, their shadows blurring as they tried to find a flaw in Wu Tianjiao's attack.
Hehe… Wu Tianjiao let out a smug, cold laugh, his clear voice echoing in the ears of the four assassins: “Who ordered you to assassinate me? Speak up, or I’ll make sure you die a horrible death!”
“A vengeful ghost!”
The answer to Wu Tianjiao was an exceptionally piercing, eerie voice. Before the words had even finished, the four assassins, who had been swirling around Wu Tianjiao’s powerful aura like ghostly shadows, suddenly merged together in the illusion, as if they were a single, complete entity.
This change utterly astonished Wu Tianjiao. He wasn't surprised by the opponent's bizarre martial arts, but rather by the fact that the three assassins, all of whom had been struck by his sword in vital areas like the heart, seemed unharmed. Were they human or ghosts?
The four assassins merged into one, their eight arms constantly making strange movements, like an eight-armed demon god swaying, emanating a sinister and utterly terrifying aura of death.
Uh! Wu Tianjiao's expression instantly changed drastically. He felt smoke rising from the dark room, followed by a strange fragrance that actually made him feel drowsy…
What kind of ridiculous skill was this? Wu Tianjiao's astonishment was indescribable. Although the smoke shrouded the room, it didn't affect his vision; the four overlapping figures were still clearly visible. But what astonished Wu Tianjiao was that he had never heard of this kind of bizarre skill before.
Fortunately, his internal energy cultivation had reached an unparalleled level, rendering him immune to all poisons. He was completely unaffected by the strange fragrance. His inner energy suddenly receded, and Wu Tianjiao held the Emperor's Sword flat against his chest, focusing intently on the four assassins before him…
The fog in the room grew thicker, and the alluring fragrance became increasingly intense. Suddenly, waaaaa… all four assassins simultaneously let out an incredibly piercing cry, like the wailing of vengeful ghosts, sending chills down one's spine.
Wu Tianjiao's head buzzed, as if pricked by needles. In that instant, he felt all his true energy
dissipate amidst the ghostly wailing, and he was terrified!
The cries of the four assassins possessed a strange, almost magical power, captivating and causing excruciating pain. A flicker of agony involuntarily crossed Wu Tianjiao's face…
"Jie—"
The lead assassin let out a strange howl, the cries abruptly ceasing. The four assassins, their bodies intertwined, suddenly separated, flying towards Wu Tianjiao from four different directions.
Their longswords were gone, replaced by two short blades, each wielding a foot-long blade. The blades gleamed with a chilling light. The four assassins formed a net of blades, attacking Wu Tianjiao from all sides.
Pierced by the ghostly cries of the four assassins, Wu Tianjiao's mind seemed to revert to the time he fought against the spirit of death. The agony of struggling between life and death returned to his mind. At this moment, he almost gave up resistance.
However, *hum*—at this critical moment, the Emperor's Sword in Wu Tianjiao's hand suddenly vibrated, emitting a sword cry like a morning bell, clearing Wu Tianjiao's mind. Seeing the four assassins charging towards him, he drew his sword, slid sideways, and moved with ghostly speed, his Emperor's Sword flashing eight times in an instant…
"Clang, clang, clang…"
Almost simultaneously, the Emperor's Sword struck the blades of the eight short swords, sending the four assassins flying backward as if struck by lightning, only to overlap again in the blink of an eye.
Although he had repelled the eight men, Wu Tianjiao could not express the bitterness in his heart. Four men, eight swords, yet eight different strange forces—some fierce, some gentle, some scorching, some cold, some combining strength and gentleness, some combining gentleness and strength, some striking horizontally…
To withstand eight different forces at once, even with Wu Tianjiao's superb martial arts skills, he felt his chest heaving, almost vomiting blood, in unbearable discomfort!
"Who exactly are you people!"
This time, Wu Tianjiao truly felt something was wrong and shouted sharply, "Assassinating the Imperial Son-in-Law, a member of the royal family, is a crime punishable by extermination of your entire clan! Do you want to die?"
"Hehe, we know you are the Golden Knife Son-in-Law, and we also know that assassinating you is a capital offense! But we are already dead, just wandering souls. How can you possibly wipe out my entire clan? Hehehehe..."
The assassin spoke in a captivating voice, a chilling tone tinged with a sense of desolation.
"Playing tricks and spreading falsehoods!"
Upon hearing their words, Wu Tianjiao's anger flared instantly. He immediately sheathed the Emperor's Sword into his Void Ring and said coldly, "Since you are ghosts, then I, this young master, will cast you into the cycle of reincarnation, never to be reborn!"
"Hehe, then we'll see what you, Prince Consort, are capable of! If you cannot deliver us, then you will become ghosts with us. Golden Knife Prince Consort, being a ghost has its own set of pleasures!"
The chilling voice suddenly became ethereal and illusory in the thick fog, and the figures of the four people instantly became blurred.
Uh! A bead of cold sweat trickled down Wu Tianjiao's forehead, and a sudden fear gripped his heart. These ghostly assassins were unlike any he had encountered before; they were even more terrifying than death itself. The terror lay in the fact that he hadn't even seen what kind of evil magic they were using, which chilled him to the bone.
The fog grew thicker and thicker. Although Wu Tianjiao's skill had reached the Saint level, and his eyes could see clearly even in the darkest darkness, he couldn't see the assassin at all.
Not daring to relax even slightly, Wu Tianjiao completely suppressed his breathing, his true energy circulating perfectly within his body without revealing a trace. In an instant, his aura vanished completely into the fog, his body gradually disappearing, leaving only his eyes flashing with a chilling light…
The room was silent, without a sound. Neither Wu Tianjiao nor the assassin dared to make a sound; they were both waiting for the right moment to strike. For a moment, both sides returned to the patient contest they had begun with!
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. "Bang—"
The tightly closed door was kicked open, and a girl in white suddenly rushed in.
No one expected that someone would break into Wu Tianjiao's room at this time. Wu Tianjiao didn't expect it, the assassin didn't expect it, and probably even Madam Mei and Mei Wenjun never expected it. The white-clad girl who broke into the room was none other than Xiong Yuexiang.
Xiong Yuexiang coming to Wu Tianjiao's room in the middle of the night was something even Madam Mei and Mei Wenjun probably never anticipated. Undoubtedly, the four assassins who tried to kill Wu Tianjiao were arranged by Madam Mei and Mei Wenjun.
Based on the abilities of these four assassins, Madam Mei and the others were confident that everything was foolproof. Therefore, they didn't even arrange a single guard around Wu Tianjiao's room. This arrogance resulted in Xiong Yuexiang entering Wu Tianjiao's courtyard and reaching his room without hindrance.
Xiong Yuexiang didn't even know why she had come to Wu Tianjiao's residence. When she learned that Wu Tianjiao had come to Tielong City and was staying at the Eagle King's Mansion, she felt inexplicably suffocated. Lying on her fragrant couch, her mind was filled with countless thoughts, involuntarily recalling how she had met Wu Tianjiao and the few times they had interacted.
Logically, she should hate this man. This man had not only killed her brother Xiong Guoqiang and seized Xiong Family Fortress, but he had also rejected her marriage proposal and even forced her and her mother, Madam Mei, to leave Hongmei Manor, ending up homeless in Tielong City! Shouldn't she hate such a man?
Xiong Yuexiang thought a lot and tossed and turned on the couch, unable to fall asleep. She finally got up, put on her robe, and went out into the courtyard for some fresh air. But things are so strange, and a girl's mind is so unpredictable. Unconsciously, even Xiong Yuexiang herself couldn't understand why, she found herself in the courtyard where Wu Tianjiao was staying.
Wu Tianjiao and four assassins were fighting inside the house when an unusual and eerie fragrance wafted from the crack in the door, which caught Xiong Yuexiang's attention. This made her feel uneasy, and without thinking, she kicked the door open and entered without knowing why.
The bizarre scene before her startled Xiong Yuexiang. Thick fog billowed within the room, obscuring everything. The fog seemed solidified, almost tangible, filling Xiong Yuexiang with terror! A strong, strange fragrance wafted towards her, and she felt a sudden dizziness, instantly losing consciousness and collapsing to the ground…
“This woman…”
a helpless voice rang out, followed by a white figure flashing eerily in the fog, lunging towards the fallen Xiong Yuexiang. Just then, a flash of cold light appeared, and four assassins hidden in the fog shot up, their gleaming blades instantly locking Wu Tianjiao in place.
A hiss… tattered white silk fluttered through the air like snowflakes, like white butterflies dancing in the fog—a truly eerie sight. In a flash of cold light, the four assassins felt their short blades strike a piece of clothing. A chill ran down their spines; they were about to vanish again, but it was too late…
A vast, unparalleled crimson sword aura, like the rising sun, suddenly exploded from the thick fog, binding the four men firmly. The chilling killing intent was devoid of any human emotion; the four assassins trembled, their limbs shaking uncontrollably…
“Heh, you four have fallen for my trap!”
Wu Tianjiao’s cold voice echoed through the fog: “I know who you are now. You are evil sorcerers from the Underworld! You were sent by the Nine Netherworld Evil King, Duan Wuqing, to assassinate me, haven’t you?”
He finally understood why the three assassins had survived his sword strikes. In all the world, only one of the two great evil arts of the Underworld—the Zombie Art—could withstand an enemy’s weapon with one’s own body. Legend has it that when this evil art is cultivated to its peak, the person becomes like a zombie, their body as hard as iron and steel, impervious to blades and spears, impossible to kill!
Hearing Wu Tianjiao reveal his origins, the four assassins panicked. Each let out a sharp cry, their figures flashing, eight short blades transforming into a blur of light and cold gleam, surrounding and attacking Wu Tianjiao as he gradually emerged from the thick fog.
"Myriad Illusions Realm!"
From within the fog came Wu Tianjiao's cold laughter, clear and ethereal, yet seemingly containing boundless demonic power. The four attacking assassins froze instantly, their postures solidified, and the surrounding fog gradually dissipated!
Wu Tianjiao appeared behind the four assassins, gently holding Xiong Yuexiang's delicate body in one arm. He slowly walked past them, saying in a low voice, "Hehe, the Myriad Illusions Realm is inherently illusory and ethereal. The figure you just saw was merely an illusion of the Myriad Phenomena Returning to Origin. Actually, you were too impatient. The figure you first saw was indeed me, but in an instant, I took off my outer robe, and I concealed myself behind it. You trusted your eyes too much, forgetting that a martial artist must use their heart to perceive all things in the world..."
Upon hearing Wu Tianjiao's soft words, the four assassins simultaneously revealed a look of relief. Wu Tianjiao continued, "Actually, you don't need to feel sad. Your skills are all extremely high, but you underestimated me too much! If you had used your so-called 'Fierce Ghost Weeping Soul' right from the start, the outcome would have been uncertain. I forgot to tell you, the move I used to subdue you was the ultimate technique of the Three Sounds Holy Mother of Taigu Mountain. You didn't lose in the slightest!"
A strange smile appeared on his face, and the four men simultaneously showed expressions of gratitude. They looked at Wu Tianjiao, their bodies still maintaining that eerie posture...
"Prince Consort, why did you tell us this?"
one of the assassins asked in a hoarse voice.
"Because you are my opponents, and I always respect my opponents! No matter what their background is, as long as they are my opponents, I will give them enough respect!"
Wu Tianjiao said in a low voice, looking at the four assassins.
"Hehe, for the first time, for the first time someone has said they respect us! Golden Knife Prince Consort, you are a lovable enemy. We suddenly feel extremely honored to be able to fight you! Since we debuted, everyone who has discovered our origins has tried every means to eliminate us, but only you..."
The assassin who spoke was clearly the leader of the four. He said to Wu Tianjiao in a deep voice, "Prince Consort, we will repay your respect with one thing: be careful of Jin Ji!"
"What?"
Wu Tianjiao looked at the assassin in front of him in confusion and asked in a low voice.
"Prince Consort, that's all we can say. Once you enter the underworld, there is no reincarnation! It's a pity, Prince Consort, if you had come out earlier, you would definitely be our master, hehe..."
The assassin's voice grew softer and softer, gradually disappearing...
"What? Explain yourself..."
Wu Tianjiao felt something was wrong and quickly turned the man over. A trickle of black blood slowly flowed from his mouth; his face was deathly pale, and he was lifeless.
Wu Tianjiao was shocked and quickly looked at the other three assassins, only to see that they were also already dead…
“Suicide by poison!”
Wu Tianjiao frowned upon seeing this. The four assassins had their acupoints sealed, so they obviously couldn't use their hands to retrieve the poison. Their teeth contained poison sacs; if the mission failed, they would bite open the sacs and commit suicide, leaving no survivors.
Alas! Wu Tianjiao sighed, shook his head, and said repeatedly, “What a pity! What a pity…”
These four assassins from the underworld possessed top-notch skills. Judging from what they had just said, Wu Tianjiao felt that it seemed possible to subdue them and bring them under his control. It was a pity they died like this! What a pity!
Chapter 154 Loss of Elegance
The thick fog and strange fragrance in the room gradually disappeared, but it remained quiet outside, with not a single guard from the Eagle King's Mansion arriving. This was too abnormal!
Wu Tianjiao thought for a moment and understood, a cold smile creeping across his face. He realized that Madam Mei had arranged for four assassins to kill him, calculating that he, Wu Tianjiao, was doomed. She planned to wait until dawn, when the guards or servants found him in his room. After receiving the report, Madam Mei would rush over, pretending to be indifferent.
Then, she could claim that the death of the Golden Knife Prince Consort was the work of assassins, completely absolving herself of responsibility. Even if the court was dissatisfied, with the Eagle King's power and the current turbulent situation, who would care about the death of a trivial prince consort?
"You, Madam Mei, what a cunning scheme!" Wu Tianjiao thought to himself, "Too bad you didn't expect that I, Wu Tianjiao, wouldn't die so easily! Not only am I not dead, but your daughter has fallen into my hands, hehe!" "Now you're in for a surprise!"
Wu Tianjiao couldn't help but reveal a hint of smugness as he picked up Xiong Yuexiang's delicate body and slowly walked to the bedside. He placed her on the bed, and looking at Xiong Yuexiang's beautiful face, a look of pity appeared on Wu Tianjiao's face. His thoughts raced: "What's she doing in my room in the middle of the night? Missing me?" He
smiled self-deprecatingly and walked to the door. It was pitch black outside, the darkest hour before dawn. He thought to himself, "..." The four assassins are dead. Madam Mei and the others must be anxiously waiting. They'll come to check on them soon. I wonder how Qionghua, Sister Yuehua, and Princess Wude are doing? Now is not the time for me to break ties with Madam Mei!
He gently closed the door, turned around and looked at the four assassins' corpses. After a moment's thought, he put their bodies into the Nine Dragon Jade Bracelet space. Then, he cleaned up the mess in the room, restoring it to its original state, and returned to his bed to sleep with Xiong Yuexiang.
If it were up to Wu Tianjiao's usual temperament, a man and a woman alone in a room, sharing a bed, he would naturally do whatever he wanted, displaying his prowess and satisfying his "little brother." But now was not the time. He couldn't guarantee what the consequences would be after he deflowered Xiong Yuexiang. If he angered Madam Mei and she took her anger out on Qionghua and Sister Yuehua, then Wu Tianjiao would become a sinner for all time!
For the sake of his woman, Wu Tianjiao unusually acted as a "gentleman." Although he didn't take Xiong Yuexiang's body, his lust was irresistible. He removed her outer garments, his hands roaming over her entire body, leaving no place untouched, indulging in unrestrained desire. The sleeping Xiong Yuexiang gasped and moaned, her body overflowing with desire, her lower region slippery and wet, her underpants soaked…
Oh… When the rooster crowed at dawn, in the palace in the backyard, Madam Mei, reclining on her chair, suddenly awoke. Opening her dazed eyes, she looked outside and muttered to herself, "It's dawn, and I actually fell asleep… Oh!"
She suddenly jolted awake, her mind instantly clearing. Like a spring, she sprang from her chair, saying, "It's dawn! Why hasn't Wenjun come to report to me? Did he fail…?"
As Madam Mei was talking to herself, hurried footsteps sounded outside the palace. A figure appeared at the palace door, rushing in. It was none other than Mei Wenjun.
"Wenjun, how did it go? Did you succeed?" Before Mei Wenjun could speak, Madam Mei asked impatiently. She already had a very bad feeling in her heart.
"Your Majesty, things are not looking good!" Mei Wenjun looked anxious, his face slightly pale, and a little sweat on his forehead. He quickly stopped in front of Madam Mei and said, "The Four Ghosts of the Underworld left, and it's almost dawn, but they haven't returned. I went to the west wing specifically and found it quiet and still. I don't know if Wu Tianjiao is dead or alive."
"The Four Ghosts of the Underworld have never failed in their killings!" Madam Mei's face was gloomy and cold. "Could it be that they failed this time?"
Mei Wenjun nodded and said, "Your Majesty, I think they most likely failed. Otherwise, they would have reported to me long ago!
I was worried that Wu Tianjiao was still alive, so I didn't dare to knock on his door. That's why I came to inform Your Majesty!"
"Useless!" Madam Mei shouted angrily, disregarding her noble demeanor, and kicked him. Clang! She kicked over the table in front of her, and the objects on it crashed to the ground. Mei Wenjun was so frightened that he took several steps back, his body trembling and a chill running down his spine!
Madam Mei said angrily, "What four ghosts of the underworld? I think they are all useless. Let them all go to the underworld to see ghosts!" After calming down
, she thought for a while. She glared at Mei Wenjun and asked, "Are you sure there's no movement at all in the west courtyard?"
Mei Wenjun nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty! I think there are two possibilities for why the Four Ghosts of the Underworld haven't returned. One is that they failed and were killed! The other is... they perished together with Wu Tianjiao!"
"Perished together!" Madam Mei's eyes lit up, and a bright smile appeared on her face. She nodded and chuckled, "That's possible. Although Wu Tianjiao is young, he's no pushover. In his dying counterattack, the Four Ghosts of the Underworld would inevitably suffer casualties!
Hmm! Wenjun, what time is it now?"
Mei Wenjun looked outside the hall. It was already a hazy white outside, so he said, "It's already dawn. The sun will be rising soon!"
Madam Mei pondered and said, "When it's time for breakfast, send a servant to call Wu Tianjiao and check the situation first! If he's dead, hmph! You know what to do?"
"Yes! Yes!" Mei Wenjun nodded repeatedly, then paused, unable to resist asking, "What if he's alive? What should we do then?"
"How could he possibly be alive!" Madam Mei sneered, but a sense of unease lingered in her heart. After a moment's thought, she added, "If he's alive and discovers the corpses of the Four Ghosts of the Underworld, have the steward handle it. We'll pretend we know nothing, that nothing ever happened!"
"Yes, yes..." Mei Wenjun responded like a servant, bowing and scraping. Just then, a maid rushed into the hall, calling out, "Madam! Madam..."
"Xiao Huan, what's the matter that you're in such a panic?" Madam Mei demanded.
"Madam, Miss is missing!" Xiao Huan cried out, her voice trembling with tears.
"She's gone!" Madam Mei and Mei Wenjun were both shocked. Madam Mei said, "How could Miss be gone?"
Xiao Huan said anxiously, "When I got up this morning, I found Miss's door open. When I went in, I found she wasn't there. I thought she had gotten up early to practice her martial arts, but she wasn't in the courtyard either. I asked the guards who patrolled last night, and they said they saw Miss leave her courtyard in the middle of the night, but they didn't know what she went to do. They haven't seen her since!"
"Ah! In the middle of the night!" Madam Mei's face changed drastically. She glared at the maid Xiao Huan and shouted, "Didn't you look for Miss?"
"I did!" Xiao Huan said tearfully, "I also asked the guards in the manor to look, but they just couldn't find her. The guards on night duty at the gate said they didn't see Miss leave last night. Miss... should still be in the manor. But the manor is so big, how can we look for her?"
"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" Madam Mei grew increasingly uneasy and said anxiously, "Wenjun, quickly order all the guards and servants in the manor to find Miss!"
"Yes!" Mei Wenjun agreed and turned to leave. But after taking only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned back, and said, "Your Highness, where could my little sister have gone in the middle of the night last night? I think she might have gone to..." He stopped speaking.
The words jolted Madam Mei awake from her reverie. She suddenly realized her daughter and Wu Tianjiao had a complicated relationship, a love-hate one. Could it be…? Her heart trembled, afraid to think further. She looked at Xiao Huan and asked in a low voice, “Last night, did Miss know Wu Tianjiao was here?”
“Yes!” Xiao Huan nodded after a moment’s thought. “I told her!” Then, a sudden shock ran through her as she blurted out, “Could it be that Miss went to the west wing and spent the night with Wu Tianjiao…?” Before she could finish, she quickly covered her mouth, glancing fearfully at Madam Mei and Mei Wenjun, realizing she had said something she shouldn’t have!
Xiao Huan had voiced what Madam Mei and Mei Wenjun were thinking. They didn’t want it to be this way, but it was the most likely possibility. If that were the case, and Yuexiang happened to be there when the Four Ghosts of the Underworld assassinated Wu Tianjiao, then… Madam Mei was filled with terror and could no longer remain calm. She cried out, “Xiang’er…” and ran frantically out of the main hall, disappearing with incredible speed. Seeing this, Mei Wenjun and Xiao Huan hurriedly chased after her.
"My daughter, please don't be hurt!" Madam Mei cried out as she ran. A noblewoman of her stature, dressed in magnificent palace attire, would never panic and run around the mansion without regard for her dignity unless she was facing a distressing situation.
The train of her palace dress was very long, and as Madam Mei ran, the train dragged along. Sometimes, she would accidentally step on the hem of her dress and fall flat on her face, her hair disheveled! But Madam Mei didn't care at all; she got up and continued running. All of this left the guards and servants in the mansion looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering what had gotten into the prince's new wife.
By the time Madam Mei reached the west wing, she had completely lost her composure, having fallen countless times along the way. Her hair was disheveled, her hairpins were missing, her clothes were dirty, and her face was covered in mud and dust. She looked nothing like a noblewoman; she was worse off than a village woman.
Logically, Madam Mei was, after all, a master of martial arts, possessing considerable skill and quick reflexes. Even if her clothes were in the way, she shouldn't be in such a sorry state. However, her mind was entirely focused on her daughter, Xiong Yuexiang. Her concern clouded her judgment, causing her to stumble and fall repeatedly, leaving her in a truly wretched state.
Like a madwoman, Madam Mei arrived at the door of Wu Tianjiao's room. Without a second thought, she raised her hand and slapped the door open with a bang! Without even glancing inside, she rushed in, calling out, "Xiang'er..." (
Chapter 155: Forced Kiss with Madam Mei)
Wu Tianjiao, who was sleeping with Xiong Yuexiang in his arms, was startled by Madam Mei's intrusion. He immediately shouted, "What are you doing?" Secretly, he had already drawn his Emperor's Sword, determined that if the people from the Eagle King's Mansion acted recklessly, there was no choice but to fight to the death, and he would have to unleash a massacre.
Madam Mei, upon entering the room and hearing Wu Tianjiao's shout, paused, then looked around the room, momentarily stunned. The room was perfectly tidy, except for being somewhat empty, there was nothing unusual. From behind a bed in the innermost room, a head peeked out from behind a blue gauze curtain. The handsome face and eerie expression were so familiar—it was Wu Tianjiao!
Ah! Madam Mei was startled, involuntarily taking two steps back, staring at Wu Tianjiao in disbelief. Seeing a disheveled woman barge into his room, Wu Tianjiao was also startled, not recognizing Madam Mei either. He cried out, "Who are you? Breaking into my room so early in the morning, disturbing my sleep! You're going to shorten your lifespan!"
"You…" Madam Mei pointed at him, only managing to utter a single word when hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, and figures appeared. Mei Wenjun and his maid Xiao Huan rushed in, one after the other, both slightly out of breath. They had been chasing after Madam Mei, but couldn't keep up, and were quite surprised by her speed. It seemed that the potential unleashed by a mother concerned for her daughter's safety was terrifying.
When Mei Wenjun saw Wu Tianjiao peeking out from under the bed curtains, he was stunned, just like Madam Mei. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, his surprise beyond compare.
Mei Wenjun didn't recognize Madam Mei, but he did recognize the maid Xiao Huan. Wu Tianjiao also recognized her; he had seen her half a year ago on the road from Tielong City to Fengcheng and remembered her well. He smiled at her and said to Mei Wenjun, "Young Master Mei, so early in the morning... what are you all doing here...?"
"Uh... oh!" Mei Wenjun quickly came to his senses, glanced around the room, and chuckled, "Your Highness... Your Highness, we came to see if you were up yet, and we wanted to invite you to breakfast!" "
Really! Ah... oh!" Wu Tianjiao's mouth dropped open, her face still sleepy, and she said, "Why are we having breakfast so early? It's only just dawn, isn't it too early? Hey! Young Master Mei, I only arrived at the Eagle King's Mansion late last night, and I'm exhausted from the journey. I haven't slept much yet. Please let me sleep a little longer; we can wake you up in two more hours!"
"Yes! Yes!" Mei Wenjun responded repeatedly, "I'm so sorry to have disturbed Your Highness's rest! I'm so sorry!"
As he spoke, his gaze kept sweeping around the room, secretly wondering, "What's going on? How is Wu Tianjiao still alive?
I saw the Four Ghosts of the Underworld enter the west courtyard with my own eyes, and they failed to kill him? If Wu Tianjiao killed the Four Ghosts of the Underworld, how come there isn't a single trace of a struggle or blood in this room?"
Madam Mei's gaze also swept over every corner of the room, trying to find something. But to her disappointment, she found nothing suspicious. However, a few scraps of cloth and some small pieces of cotton in the corner of the wall caught her attention, and she immediately bent down to pick them up and examine them carefully.
Seeing this, Wu Tianjiao smiled bitterly to himself. Last night, the assassin's longsword had shredded the quilt to shreds, and no matter how carefully he cleaned it up, there were always some things he had missed. His attention led him to recognize Madam Mei, and he was greatly surprised. He exclaimed, "This...this...hehe! Isn't this Madam Mei? What happened to you?"
This infuriated Madam Mei. She stuffed the rags and cotton into her sleeves and glared at Wu Tianjiao, saying, "Where is my daughter? Did she come looking for you last night?"
"Oh! You mean Miss Yuexiang!" Wu Tianjiao chuckled, saying nonchalantly, "How could she possibly come looking for me? She's so fair-skinned, she'd scare me to death if she came! You know, I'm most afraid of fair-skinned women! Hehe! Madam Mei, you're also very fair-skinned, but now... which blind lecherous man assaulted you?
Look how badly he tore your clothes..." He paused, then said hesitantly with concern, "Madam Mei, you... didn't suffer any loss, did you?"
His words stunned the three people in the room. After a long pause, Madam Mei finally understood the meaning behind Wu Tianjiao's words. She trembled with anger, pointed at him, and cursed, "You... shameless lecher, stop talking nonsense!"
"Then I won't say anything more!" Wu Tianjiao quickly covered his mouth with his hand and shrank his head into the bed curtains.
"Madam!" Mei Wenjun walked to Madam Mei's side and whispered, "It seems my little sister didn't come here?"
He had deliberately bent down to look under the large bed where Wu Tianjiao slept, and found it empty; there was no one or a corpse hidden there. In this room, the most likely places to hide people or corpses were under the bed or on the bed itself.
It seemed unlikely that Wu Tianjiao would be so disgusting as to hide a dead person on the bed and sleep with a corpse. However, Xiong Yuexiang was a possibility, but neither he nor Madam Mei had the courage to lift the gauze curtain to check. They didn't dare, not because they were afraid to get close to Wu Tianjiao, and not because they didn't want to see that Xiong Yuexiang was really on the bed! Madam Mei
's expression was uncertain, her gaze fixed on the blue gauze curtain on the bed, as if trying to see through it. But this didn't mean she lacked the ability; throughout history, no martial arts master had ever been known to have the cultivation to see through things.
Madam Mei was torn between two conflicting emotions. After a struggle, she finally decided to leave, thinking to herself with a sense of
self-righteousness, "Perhaps Xiang'er really didn't come here!" She turned and walked out, and Mei Wenjun and Xiao Huan followed her. Wu Tianjiao, lying on the bed, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "I knew you wouldn't dare lift my bed curtains..." Just then
, Xiong Yuexiang, sleeping inside, suddenly stirred and let out a soft moan. The sound startled Wu Tianjiao, and he quickly covered her mouth, but it was too late.
Madam Mei and the others heard Xiong Yuexiang's moan clearly and stopped in their tracks. Madam Mei's face changed drastically. Reacting swiftly, she rushed to the bedside and lifted the bed curtains. There she saw Wu Tianjiao embracing a woman in bed—none other than her daughter, Xiong Yuexiang.
Madam Mei's head throbbed with a deafening roar, her mind went blank, and she felt the world spin. She staggered back three steps, swaying precariously.
"Madam!"
"Your Highness!"
Maid Xiao Huan and Mei Wenjun simultaneously reached out to support her, their eyes fixed on the large bed, both at a loss. Just as they feared, Xiong Yuexiang had indeed been taken to the bed by Wu Tianjiao! Good heavens
! Xiao Huan and Mei Wenjun couldn't bear to imagine it; Xiong Yuexiang was Madam Mei's darling! Seeing her daughter violated, wouldn't Madam Mei…? They dared not imagine!
Sure enough, Madam Mei regained her senses, her arms jerking away Mei Wenjun and Xiao Huan, and she frantically lunged at the bed, heading straight for Wu Tianjiao, shouting, "I'll fight you to the death!"
A woman in a rage is more terrifying than a dinosaur. Upon seeing Madam Mei pounce, Wu Tianjiao flinched in fright. He moved like a fish in the bed, darting from one end to the other. Madam Mei missed her target, instead pinning Xiong Yuexiang down and causing her to scream. She was already awake, opening her eyes, looking around blankly, not understanding what was happening.
"You lecherous thief! Prepare to die!" Madam Mei, disregarding everything, still pounced on Wu Tianjiao, baring her teeth and claws like a tigress.
The bed was cramped, and even with Wu Tianjiao's profound skill and high martial arts prowess, he couldn't dodge her attack and was caught squarely in the act. The two immediately clung to each other, rolling around on the bed like sticky candy.
Madam Mei, tall and slender, tried to pin the smaller Wu Tianjiao down, like Wu Song fighting the tiger. But Wu Tianjiao's skill far surpassed hers; how could she possibly hold him down? This wasn't Wu Tianjiao's first time "playing" with a woman; he loved this kind of game. Perhaps it was Madam Mei's sudden burst of strength that was so astonishing, or perhaps Wu Tianjiao was simply lost in the moment, but the two of them clung to each other, rolling around like a ball, startling Xiong Yuexiang who screamed and shrank to the corner of the bed.
Mei Wenjun and Xiao Huan stared dumbfounded at everything, completely dumbfounded. They had never seen anything like it before. The noble Madam Mei rolling around in bed with a man—this…this was too outrageous!
As their bodies intertwined and they rolled, even through their clothes, Wu Tianjiao could feel Madam Mei's full and elastic body, especially her prominent breasts, constantly rubbing against his chest—soft yet firm, incredibly arousing, and stimulating!
"You lecher! You lecher..." Madam Mei shouted angrily, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't subdue Wu Tianjiao. Instead, he took full advantage of her. Wu Tianjiao held her tightly around the waist, their bodies pressed together. Despite Madam Mei's efforts, striking Wu Tianjiao's body repeatedly with both hands, he seemed completely unaffected, as if she were merely tickling him.
However, her shouts were incredibly loud, making Wu Tianjiao's eardrums uncomfortable—it was simply too noisy! Wu Tianjiao's audacity was no exaggeration, not just a legend. He held Madam Mei tightly, unable to break free, and forcefully pressed her down beneath him, opening his mouth wide to kiss her full, scarlet, sensual lips.
"Ugh..." The sound abruptly stopped, and the world fell silent! Madam Mei's eyes widened like a bull's, filled with shock, her mind blank, and she momentarily forgot to struggle.
Wu Tianjiao greedily sucked on her cherry-like lips, feeling their smoothness and softness. The beautiful woman's sweet saliva seeped into his heart, causing a sudden surge of desire and a burning lust. His right hand slid up to her full breasts, finding them soft, elastic, and incredibly pleasing to the touch. He then began to fondle them through her clothes.
Madam Mei felt waves of electricity coursing through her body, her body going numb and tingling. Her strength to struggle vanished. She was enveloped by the intense masculine scent, her mind reeling, unable to think clearly. She felt as if she were floating on clouds, completely bewildered…
Ah! Good heavens! Mei Wenjun and Xiao Huan were almost fainting from shock, utterly bewildered. Xiong Yuexiang, in the corner of the bed, stared blankly at the couple before her. Wasn't that her mother? How could she…? Xiong Yuexiang was bewildered, not knowing what was going on.
Chapter 156 Green Hat
After the initial confusion and shock, Madam Mei finally regained her senses and realized she had been molested. She immediately struggled desperately. But how could she possibly overcome Wu Tianjiao's strength? She was pinned down, unable to move, her mouth gagged, only able to moan softly. In desperation, Madam Mei bit down hard, and Wu Tianjiao screamed in pain, quickly releasing her and sitting up, covering his mouth.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Madam Mei kicked out—she was truly fierce—sending Wu Tianjiao tumbling off the bed, yelling, "Ouch—" Fortunately, he was skilled in martial arts; as soon as he landed, he sprang
back to his feet. "You lecherous scoundrel—" Madam Mei cursed, jumping off the bed. Her clothes were disheveled, her face flushed with embarrassment. She didn't even care about her daughter, Xiong Yuexiang, on the bed; she fled like the wind, rushing out of the room and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Mei Wenjun gave Wu Tianjiao a strange look, then quickly left the room to chase after Madam Mei.
"Miss!"
The maid, Xiao Huan, didn't leave, rushing to the bed to check on Xiong Yuexiang.
"We...go!" Xiong Yuexiang finally came to her senses, glaring at Wu Tianjiao with resentment and hatred. With Xiao Huan's help, she dressed and left. In a short while, only Wu Tianjiao remained in the room, all alone, lonely and desolate.
Wu Tianjiao covered his lips, shook his head, and chuckled self-deprecatingly, muttering to himself, "This Madam Mei... she's like a dog, biting me, she's really damn fierce, haha! But it's fine this way, let her know how powerful I, Wu Tianjiao, am. If she releases Sister Qionghua and Yuehua, fine, but if she doesn't... hmph! I'll give her the real deal!" It
was already broad daylight. Wu Tianjiao walked into the courtyard, stretched his arms facing the rising sun, yawned, and let out a long "ah... uh," still sleepy, seemingly not fully awake.
At this moment, the servants arrived, bringing water and washing utensils. After Wu Tianjiao washed up, the servants brought him breakfast, attending to him meticulously.
After having breakfast, Wu Tianjiao was strolling around the courtyard, pondering how to confront Madam Mei, when he suddenly heard light footsteps coming from the courtyard gate. Turning his head, he saw Jin Changxu, dressed in brocade casual clothes, looking elegant and handsome.
Wu Tianjiao hurriedly went to greet him, smiling, "Brother Jin, good morning! You've come to see me so early!"
Seeing Wu Tianjiao standing unharmed in the courtyard, a hint of surprise flashed across Jin Changxu's face, barely perceptible. He laughed heartily and said warmly, "Brother Tianjiao, good morning! How did you sleep last night?"
Wu Tianjiao nodded slightly and said, "Not bad! Not bad! After a hearty meal last night, I lay down on the bed and slept like a log. I woke up just as dawn broke. I slept really well!" "
Is that so!" Jin Changxu smiled and said, "Brother Tianjiao, when I first entered the manor, I heard people saying that Madam Mei rushed here to see you early this morning, like a madwoman. What... what happened?"
"Oh... this matter!" Wu Tianjiao scratched his head, embarrassed, and said, "This... this... this is a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding! Let's not talk about it! Let's not talk about it! Hehe..."
Seeing Wu Tianjiao's embarrassed expression, Jin Changxu didn't press further and changed the subject: "Brother Tianjiao, it's rare for you to come to Iron Dragon City and become my host. How about I show you around and let you see the sights and attractions of Iron Dragon City?"
"Sure!" Wu Tianjiao agreed without hesitation, smiling and saying, "Last time I passed through Iron Dragon City, I stayed for two days, but I didn't have a chance to properly see the city. It's perfect that Brother Jin is here to guide me today!"
"Shall we go then?" Jin Changxu smiled, gesturing for them to leave, and led the way.
The two left the courtyard, walked through corridors and courtyards, and soon arrived at the front courtyard of the Eagle King's Mansion. Servants had already brought horses for Jin Changxu. No one dared to touch Wu Tianjiao's mount, the Crimson Dragon Beast; only Wu Tianjiao himself led it.
As they were about to leave the palace gates with their mounts, they suddenly heard someone shout from behind, "Prince Consort, Brother Changxu, wait a moment, wait for me!"
Hearing someone call out, Wu Tianjiao and Jin Changxu were both surprised. Turning around, they saw a young gentleman rushing towards them; it was none other than Mei Wenjun.
"Brother Mei, what's wrong?" Jin Changxu asked in surprise, "Is something the matter?"
"Nothing... nothing!" Mei Wenjun said breathlessly, "Brother Changxu, you're really not being fair. You took the Prince Consort out without inviting me. Luckily, I arrived in time, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to catch up with you!"
"Hehe! It's great that Brother Mei is coming with us... uh!" As he spoke, Jin Changxu suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" and stared at Mei Wenjun's face without blinking, "Brother Mei, what happened to your... face?"
Wu Tianjiao also noticed that there were five clear marks on Mei Wenjun's fair right cheek. Anyone with eyes could see that he had been slapped!
Mei Wenjun hurriedly covered his face, gave an awkward smile, and said, "No...it's nothing. I was chasing you guys and I was running a little too fast, so I accidentally bumped into a pillar in the corridor!"
Hearing this far-fetched excuse, Wu Tianjiao and Jin Changxu couldn't help but chuckle. Of course, they didn't believe him. Jin Changxu looked at the marks on Mei Wenjun's face thoughtfully: "I heard that Mei Wenjun and his wife have been having a lot of trouble lately, arguing every three days and having a big fight every five days. Look at the finger marks on his face, could it be that his wife hit him?"
Wu Tianjiao, however, didn't think like Jin Changxu. He guessed that the marks on Mei Wenjun's face were most likely caused by his wife. He had molested his wife that morning, and when she got home, she must have taken her anger out on Mei Wenjun, angry that he had stood by and watched her being molested, so she slapped him.
In fact, Wu Tianjiao was right. After returning home, Madam Mei was both ashamed and furious. She severely scolded Mei Wenjun, who had followed her like a shadow, and in her anger, she slapped him, ordering him to stick close to Wu Tianjiao and monitor his every move. Therefore, Mei Wenjun was so eager to catch up with Wu Tianjiao and Jin Changxu, his purpose being to stay with them every step of the way and prevent Wu Tianjiao from having any chance to cause trouble.
The three of them left the Eagle King's mansion, mounted their respective mounts, and rode into the street. Jin Changxu and Mei Wenjun's eyes were fixed on the Crimson Dragon Beast that Wu Tianjiao was riding, both filled with envy. Mei Wenjun said, "Prince Consort, your mount is truly magnificent. I've heard... besides this Crimson Dragon Beast, you have many other high-level magical beast mounts, including quite a few high-level flying magical beasts, is that true?"
Wu Tianjiao laughed and said, "That's nonsense, Brother Mei, you must have heard it from others! I do have some high-level flying magical beasts, but only one or two, not as many as you say. If it were really like you say, wouldn't I be able to build an entire Imperial Air Force? Don't you think so?"
"Hehe! That's right! That's right!" Jin Changxu echoed, "However, even just one or two is quite enviable! Brother Tianjiao, when will you bring your high-level flying magical beast mounts so that Brother Mei and I can see them?"
"Definitely! Certainly!" Wu Tianjiao chuckled.
All three were handsome men. Their appearance on horseback through the streets naturally attracted the attention of many, especially young women and married women who cast fiery glances their way. The pavilions along the street opened, and craning their necks to peer at the three dashing young men on horseback.
Seeing the three elegant young gentlemen, some of the bolder women cried out, waving their silk scarves and handkerchiefs in greeting. Some even threw their handkerchiefs at them, and other young women followed suit.
For a time, wherever Wu Tianjiao and his companions passed, things fell from the sky, silk scarves fluttering everywhere – a scene reminiscent of a princess tossing a bridal ball to choose her husband.
Jin Changxu, surprised by the spectacular sight, shook his head and smiled at Wu Tianjiao, "Brother Tianjiao, you truly live up to your reputation as the empire's dashing prince consort! See? The moment you arrived in Iron Dragon City, you've captivated the hearts of countless young ladies! It's truly enviable!"
"They're not all after me!" Wu Tianjiao caught a silk handkerchief and chuckled, "I think they're after you, Brother Jin! Brother Mei and I are both married, but you, Brother Jin… hehe! With so many beauties here, why don't you just pick one?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Mei Wenjun laughed, "Brother Changxu is getting on in years; it's time to settle down!
Brother Changxu, which lady here catches your eye? Just say the word, and I'll act as matchmaker for you! Guaranteed success!"
"Come on!" Jin Changxu glared at him, annoyed, "Brother Mei, when did you become a matchmaker? If you're going to act as my matchmaker, I don't trust you. Which lady wouldn't be captivated by you?" "I don't want my wife to have someone else in her heart, and then I won't even know I've been cuckolded!"
This made Wu Tianjiao burst out laughing. Mei Wenjun's face changed color, and he said awkwardly, "Brother Changxu, why...why do you say that? Am I that kind of person?"
Jin Changxu chuckled, "Just kidding, just kidding! Brother Mei is a gentleman, how could I let someone be cuckolded? Just kidding, just kidding! But speaking of which, Brother Mei, what would you do if your wife cheated on you?"
"That's impossible!" Mei Wenjun said without hesitation, "Even if she were, it's something no man can tolerate. For the sake of my manly dignity, I would kill her, and then kill the adulterer!" As he spoke, his eyes flashed coldly, and a murderous aura emanated from his brows!
Wu Tianjiao found it amusing, thinking, "What nonsense are you all talking about! If a woman were to cheat on you, would she even let you know? I bet even if Fu Yina cheated on you, you wouldn't dare do anything to her, even if you knew. Take Madam Mei, for example; she got involved with Eagle King, and Xiong Shiguang didn't dare utter a sound!"
Looking up at the sky, Wu Tianjiao laughed, "Brother Jin, Brother Mei, isn't it inappropriate for you to be discussing cuckoldry in the street? If people hear this, it won't be good for your reputations! My brother, instead, tell me, where should we go for a visit?"
"Let's go to Daming Lake!" Before Jin Changxu could speak, Mei Wenjun interjected, "Daming Lake is beautiful, especially Mingyue Island on the west side of the lake. Recently, a brothel opened there, and all the women are beauties, each one stunningly beautiful. What do you think?"
"Alright!" Jin Changxu nodded without hesitation. "That's exactly what I was thinking. However, today it's not up to you and me to decide. We need to ask Brother Tianjiao's opinion. Brother Tianjiao, what do you think?"
"Of course I have no objection!" Wu Tianjiao laughed. "I'm not familiar with Tielong City. Since both of you brothers want to go to Daming Lake, then let's go to Daming Lake! But... hehe! I'm all alone now, and none of my wives are with me. Going to a place like that is fine. Brother Jin, needless to say, but Brother Mei... aren't you afraid your wife will be jealous?"
"What am I afraid of!" Mei Wenjun straightened his back on his horse and said proudly, "What business is it of a woman to interfere in a man's affairs! If she dares to nag, I'll divorce her! Brother Wu, Brother Changxu, let me be the host today and invite you to Jiangshan Tower. You can have any woman you want!"
Jiangshan Tower?
Upon hearing the familiar name, Wu Tianjiao's heart skipped a beat, his face slightly changing as he wondered, "Jiangshanlou, there's a Jiangshanlou here too? Is it a coincidence that it shares the same name as the one in the capital? Or... is it a branch of the same company?" The image of
the stunningly beautiful and alluring woman, Xiao Bi'er, involuntarily surfaced in his mind. He recalled that passionate and fiery encounter, a memory that still lingered, stirring countless thoughts...
Chapter 157: The Drowning Dog. Daming
Lake, the largest lake in Iron Dragon City, boasts beautiful scenery, with kites soaring and fish leaping on its surface, lotus blossoms filling the ponds, painted boats gliding by, and willows casting deep shadows along the banks, amidst a profusion of flowers. Tourists throng the area, and various pavilions, terraces, towers, and pavilions dot the landscape. The distant mountains and nearby waters blend seamlessly with the clear sky, creating a vast, colorful scroll painting.
It was springtime, and Wu Tianjiao, Jin Changxu, and Mei Wenjun arrived at the lakeside. A warm breeze blew across the lake, the willow branches swayed gently, and the ripples spread out on the water. This was Wu Tianjiao's first time visiting Daming Lake, and he was immediately captivated by its scenery.
Daming Lake's waters were crystal clear, with willows lining the banks, lotus blossoms in abundance, and pavilions dotting the landscape. The western mountains were reflected in the lake, creating a natural painting. The pavilions, terraces, and covered walkways along the lake were arranged in a harmonious and picturesque manner
, truly a stunning spot. The three dismounted and walked along the lakeside embankment from south to west, chatting and admiring the breathtaking scenery.
The cobblestone path was bustling with people, mostly tourists enjoying the lake. The three strolled along the embankment for a while, gazing into the depths of the lake and mountains, where bamboo groves cast shadows, and the scenery was absolutely magnificent.
The group ascended a hill, where the terrain suddenly became prominent, with lush pine forests everywhere. A
cool breeze blew gently,
refreshing their spirits. Facing Daming Lake, all the buildings and scenery were laid out before them. The lake was filled with the sounds of flutes and songs, the gentle lapping of oars, creating an atmosphere of misty waters and enchanting beauty. Especially captivating were the continuous bursts of singing from the large painted boats on the lake, the
incessant chirping of women, which was mesmerizing. Faint melodies drifted from the lake, their sweet voices like warbling orioles, interspersed with men's shouts and cheers. These sounds stirred the heart, making one lose track of time and forget the passage of time.
The three arrived at the west bank of the lake and walked along a willow-lined embankment leading to the center of the lake. Mei Wenjun pointed ahead and said to Wu Tianjiao, "Brother Wu, that's Mingyue Island ahead. It's still the most famous brothel in Iron Dragon City. Jiangshan Tower is the largest brothel here. When we get there, I'll introduce you to the most beautiful courtesan at Jiangshan Tower."
Hearing him mention Jiangshan Tower repeatedly, Wu Tianjiao was intrigued and immediately probed jokingly, "Brother Mei, it seems you're very familiar with this place! You said Jiangshan Tower is newly opened. You brought my brother Jin here, so you must own Jiangshan Tower, and you're the owner?"
"Nonsense!" Mei Wenjun quickly denied. "I don't have that kind of money. The proprietress of Jiangshan Tower is from the capital and just arrived recently. Brother Wu, this proprietress is amazing. She bought the entire Mingyue Continent, and everything here is hers now. There used to be many brothels here, but after she bought it, she consolidated all the brothels, big and small, on Mingyue Continent into one, demolished all the buildings, and only built Jiangshan Tower. Now, in the entire Daming Lake area, Jiangshan Tower is the only brothel. Anyone else who wants to open a brothel on Mingyue Continent can't!"
"Oh!" Wu Tianjiao was even more puzzled upon hearing this, and said calmly, "So you're from the capital. This Jiangshan Pavilion only has a proprietress, doesn't it have a boss?"
Mei Wenjun laughed, "Brother Wu is right, this Jiangshan Pavilion really doesn't have a boss, at least I haven't seen one. I suppose the boss is the proprietress, and the proprietress is the boss. Brother Wu, let me tell you, this proprietress is an absolute beauty, with unparalleled looks, as beautiful as a celestial being, no less than the beauties under her command. Many nobles and wealthy merchants who come here to have fun have taken a liking to the proprietress, sparing no expense to become her patron and have a taste of her beauty, but none of them have succeeded. It's clear that this proprietress is no ordinary brothel madam!" "
Haha!" Jin Changxu suddenly chuckled twice, looked at Mei Wenjun with a serious expression, and said, "Brother Mei, "Now I understand why you insisted on dragging us here. You spoke so highly of the proprietress of Jiangshan Restaurant, it turns out you're quite fond of her! Haha! No wonder I've often heard you and your sister-in-law arguing lately, it must be because of the proprietress of Jiangshan Restaurant, right?"
These words made Mei Wenjun's face flush red, extremely embarrassed. However, he didn't deny it, smiling as he said, "To be honest, Wenjun is indeed interested in that proprietress, but unfortunately, his feelings are unrequited. She... don't let her status as a brothel owner fool you; she sees money as dirt. I dare say, in Iron Dragon City, no one can get their hands on her!"
"Hearing you say that, even I'm curious about this proprietress!" Jin Changxu exclaimed in surprise, "What brothel owner isn't tempted by money? Since this proprietress can buy the entire Bright Moon Continent and comes from the capital, she must have an extraordinary background. Yes, Brother Tianjiao, you're also from the capital. You have extensive connections there, and you must know many people, perhaps even this proprietress! Brother Tianjiao, don't you think so?"
"That's not necessarily true!" Wu Tianjiao laughed. "I haven't been in the capital for long, and I don't know many people.
There are plenty of wealthy families in the capital; who would know who this proprietress of Jiangshan Tower is? Right! Brother Mei, you've said so much, but you haven't told me her name yet? You don't... even know her name? You only know her as 'proprietress'!"
"Ah! This... this..." Mei Wenjun felt even more embarrassed upon hearing this, stammering, "I... I really don't know her name. I asked her before, but she didn't say, only telling people to call her Aunt Feng, which is clearly not her real name!"
"Aunt Feng! So she's an auntie!" Jin Changxu couldn't help but burst into laughter, giving Mei Wenjun a thumbs-up and saying, "Brother Mei, I'm truly impressed! Everyone else goes to brothels looking for young and beautiful girls, but you're different. You only go for older aunties! You're really something!"
Mei Wenjun glared at him angrily, saying, "Jin Changxu, don't you believe me? When you see that proprietress, Aunt Feng, I guarantee you'll be head over heels. I'm not exaggerating. Many of your generals came to Jiangshan Tower specifically for her, and they all left empty-handed!"
"Is that so!" Jin Changxu's heart skipped a beat, his face showing interest as he frowned, "Just who is this Aunt Feng? She could buy the entire Mingyue Continent; without government backing, it would be impossible for her to succeed?"
"Who cares about her background!" Wu Tianjiao laughed. "No matter how powerful her background is, once we get to Iron Dragon City, she's still your territory. As the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. In Iron Dragon City, do you think you two local bullies would be afraid of a brothel madam?"
Mei Wenjun frowned and said, "Brother Wu, that's not right. I'm not a local bully here. Brother Jin is... uh! That's not right. Brother Jin is a military general and a high-ranking nobleman. How can you call him a local bully? Brother Wu, your analogy is inappropriate!"
"It was just an analogy. You don't need to take it so seriously!" Wu Tianjiao laughed. "Brother Mei described that proprietress, Aunt Feng, so beautifully that even I'm tempted. How about this, when we get to Jiangshan Tower, if Aunt Feng really is like a celestial being, I'll have her drink with us. What do you think?"
"Not so great!" Mei Wenjun said dismissively, "What's so good about drinking? Almost every nobleman who goes to Jiangshan Tower for drinking and womanizing has had their share of drinks with the proprietress. But sleeping with her is a different story, hehe! Brother Wu, Brother Jin and I both know your skill at seducing women. Today… if you can get that proprietress, Aunt Feng, into bed, then we'll respect you. From now on, you'll be our leader, and Brother Jin and I will follow your lead. If you tell us to go east, we won't dare go west!" "
Hehe! Brother Mei, you said it!" Wu Tianjiao's heart stirred, and he chuckled slyly, "If I really get that proprietress into bed, will you all follow me?"
Mei Wenjun patted his chest and said, "I, Mei Wenjun, keep my word. If Brother Wu really sleeps with Aunt Feng, well! Don't think that just because you're younger than me and I'm older, I'll acknowledge you as my elder brother!"
"Are you two making a bet?" Jin Changxu couldn't help but laugh. "You can bet all you want, but don't drag me into it. How about this, I'll be your witness. If Brother Tianjiao really sleeps with that Aunt Feng, Brother Mei will have to kneel down and kowtow to him, recognizing him as his elder brother!" "
Alright!" Mei Wenjun readily agreed, then changed the subject: "But speaking of which, what if Brother Wu loses?"
"Would I lose?" Wu Tianjiao smiled and said, "If I lose, I'll recognize you as my elder brother, how about that?"
"Great! Then it's a deal!" Mei Wenjun's spirits lifted, his face beaming, as if he were certain of victory and convinced that Wu Tianjiao would lose.
The three chatted and laughed as they walked along the extended willow embankment towards Mingyue Island in the center of the lake. They hadn't gone far when they suddenly heard a commotion ahead. A woman's voice shouted, "You spoiled brats, how dare you cause trouble on my turf! If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll think I'm a pushover! I'll throw you all into the lake to feed the fish!"
Wu Tianjiao and the others looked up and saw a large crowd gathered at the head of an arched bridge not far ahead, completely blocking their path. There were also several people on the bridge—a few well-dressed noblemen and three or four slender women.
The distance was too great, and the noble young men blocked his view, so Wu Tianjiao couldn't see the women's faces. He heard two women respond, their figures flashing, followed by cries of surprise and then the sounds of splashing into the water.
The women, like ferocious tigresses, grabbed people and threw them into the lake, tossing them around like scarecrows. Splash, splash… water gushed from the lake. Soon, the heads of several noble young men surfaced, waving their arms and crying for help: "Help…"
"I can't swim! Help me…"
Splash… splash… From the bridgehead, a dozen or so men who looked like servants jumped into the lake to rescue them, not even having time to take off their clothes. It was late winter, and the water was extremely cold; unless one possessed internal energy cultivation, falling into the water would certainly be unbearably cold.
Because there were too many people ahead, Wu Tianjiao, Jin Changxu, and Mei Wenjun had to stop. Seeing the several noblemen lying in the lake like drowned rats, Mei Wenjun frowned and said unhappily, "These fools don't even know where they are! How dare they cause trouble here! Humph! Luckily, we only threw them in the water. If we had killed or maimed them, no one would have complained!"
"The women here are truly fierce!" Jin Changxu couldn't help but admire. He looked up at the woman on the bridge. Without the noblemen in his sight, he could see her clearly this time, especially the woman who had been giving orders and calling herself "Old Lady."
The woman was extremely beautiful, and Jin Changxu was immediately struck by her beauty.
She was a graceful and elegant woman of stunning beauty, with exquisite features, a radiant complexion, and a head of jet-black hair styled in a high bun, adorned with exquisite diamond earrings. Her deep, captivating almond-shaped eyes shone with alluring charm, but her gaze was cold and arrogant, making her unapproachable.
Her waist and upper body were ramrod straight, showcasing her stunning figure. A well-tailored, pale yellow silk dress embroidered with exquisite clouds further accentuated her noble bearing and alluring charm.
The two maids flanking the beautiful woman were also quite beautiful; though lacking the mature glamour of the woman, they were full of youthful vitality and charming beauty. One wore a red outfit, the other a green one, their tight-fitting waistbands highlighting their slender waists in a captivating way, instantly drawing the men's attention.
"So beautiful! Truly a beauty!" Jin Changxu couldn't help but exclaim. Turning his head, he saw Wu Tianjiao staring intently at the stunning woman on the bridge, as did Mei Wenjun. Mei Wenjun said, "Brother Jin, Brother Wu, that's the proprietress, Aunt Feng. Let me introduce you!"
He then pushed his way forward. Despite his refined demeanor and polite manner towards Wu Tianjiao and Jin Changxu, Mei Wenjun was anything but courteous to those blocking his way. He led his horse and forced his way onto the bridge. Because the road was narrow and crowded, Mei Wenjun's push caused trouble for those near the embankment. Cries of "Ouch!" were heard, followed by "Splash, splash..." as more people fell into the water.
"Damn it! Who's pushing..." a nobleman couldn't help but curse, but upon turning around and seeing it was Mei Wenjun, he immediately covered his mouth, his face filled with fear. He hurriedly bowed and scraped, saying, "It's Young Master Mei! It's a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"
"Now that you see me, tell everyone to move aside!" Mei Wenjun said menacingly.
"Yes, yes, yes..." the nobleman replied repeatedly. Before he could speak, the surrounding people quickly made way, avoiding Mei Wenjun as if he were the last person in the world.
Soon, Mei Wenjun arrived at the arched bridge and politely bowed to the stunningly beautiful woman at the head of the group, saying, "Aunt Feng, what happened here?"
Seeing Mei Wenjun arrive, the woman smiled broadly and giggled, "Nothing much, just a few ignorant fools causing trouble here. I had to throw them into the lake! Young Master Mei, it's an honor to have you here so early at my Jiangshan Tower today!"

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