togophonebook Chapter 179 Concubine
Chapter 179 Concubine
The beautiful woman lying next to him on the bed chuckled.
"You don't recognize me, yet you call me Fairy Mo?"
"Kid, you're not simple. You were able to withstand my Heart-Questioning Illusionary Sound."
"Tell me, how did we meet?"
She wore a string of jade rings on her wrist, which jingled as she spoke.
Yang Silang's ears were ringing, as if the entire Niwan Palace was filled with the sound of jade chimes. Fortunately, the Ruyi Tianzun's halo of merit was turning, and rings of golden light were emanating from it, suppressing the sound.
He has regained consciousness.
But he knew he had already fallen for the demoness's trick from the very beginning, uttering those fatal words, "Ink Fairy."
The so-called merit wheel can ward off evil and prevent external forces from falling, but that is on the premise that the two are at a similar level. If the other party's level is one or even two levels higher than yours, then don't even think about it. You will still be affected, just less so.
After all, the simplest and most brutal way to determine the conflict between water and fire is to look at the quantity.
It was obvious that the woman's cultivation level was far superior to Yang Silang's, an unattainable level.
The woman lying on the bed in front of me is the same one who, about a year ago, participated in the Flying Immortal Gathering held by the four great families of Huang, Bai, Zhu, and Wu for Bai Qingmei, the Fairy of the Five Talismans Sect, and then this audacious woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
First, they snatched the sedan chair and magical artifacts from the White Fairy, then came under the guise of being fellow disciples, keeping all the young nobles in the venue in a daze, and finally even held a serious disciple selection.
Huang Shifu, Su Zhixiu, and Zhu Hecheng passed the test, and the unlucky Huang Shifu was chosen.
Then the real fairy arrived like a shrew, and the fake fairy left gracefully. Only then did Yang Silang realize that this fairy had a name, the Nine-Lives Heavenly Maiden Mo Xinlian, who seemed to have some connection with the powerful demon clan member Nine-Lives Heavenly Cat from hundreds of years ago.
Because they share the same name, both are called Mo Xinlian.
This name seems to be no secret within aristocratic circles, but it is kept very secret from the outside world.
Yang Silang only knew a little bit.
Despite her stunning beauty, she is a truly unconventional and capricious person who does whatever she pleases, and she's having a great time.
Just thinking about the slightest ripple effect of this move...
Huang Shifu lost his arm and was thrown out like trash, losing all face; Zhu Hecheng and Su Zhixiu had no one willing to team up with them in the secret realm, and were later forced to team up with Yang Silang and others who were also disliked.
Later, Zhu Hecheng died, and Su Zhixiu and others narrowly escaped death after venturing into the snake pit.
It's actually hard to say that one is unaffected by this person to some extent.
Now, this unpredictable, neither good nor evil, great man is lying on your bed, side by side with you, his breath sweet as orchids as he speaks, his beautiful eyes filled with nothing but you.
Yang Silang's back was almost completely soaked with sweat.
He felt it was like the phrase "cat playing with mouse".
The other party is the cat, and I am the damned mouse. This bed is the dinner plate, and ten tender, white fingers, like scallions, are landing on my chest, more terrifying than sharp knives.
He had been maintaining his spiritual awareness daily these past few days, but until he pushed open the door and saw the real person with his naked eye, he didn't sense any fluctuations of qi or spirit in the cabin. This was terrifying, indicating that the other party's cultivation was far above his own.
Since calling out "Ink Fairy" at the beginning gave him away, and the other party was using a bewitching technique, Yang Silang, though no longer greatly affected, decided to take the initiative to prevent her from escalating the situation and making him truly bewitched, thus revealing his own secrets that he shouldn't have.
"Ink Fairy..." Yang Silang stammered, "at the Flying Immortal Gathering a year ago."
"When you and that shrewish Bai Qingmei of the Five Symbols Sect got into a big fight, and you beat her so badly that she ran away with her head in her hands."
"I'm watching from down here..."
"I am Yang Silang, and I am going to the capital to take the military examination."
He noticed with keen sensitivity that when he uttered the words "shrew" and "rat," Mo Xinlian's eyes lit up uncontrollably, her hand on her chest tightened slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up, as if she were very pleased and excited.
As expected, flattery will never fail you.
What happened to the fairy?
Even fairies like to have their butts patted.
Yang Silang continued.
"My companions and I traveled by boat from Jiangdong all the way north. We encountered evil spirits and witnessed the burning of cities. Today, two armies are fighting outside the city..."
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
Today, the two armies clashed, their qi and blood intertwined and surged into the sky, forming a terrifying forbidden land of ghosts, in conjunction with their killing intent. But at that time, I saw what appeared to be a figure falling from the sky.
Hmm... Could it be such a coincidence?
Yang Silang guessed what was going on in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged as he continued.
"After resupplying in the city at night, we returned to our cabin."
"Fairy, this cabin is all to my use. You can stay as long as you like."
"This ship still needs to sail north for another half a month."
Mo Xinlian gave an "oh," blinked her beautiful eyes, and smiled.
"No wonder, we're practically acquaintances."
"Since I'm not feeling well, how about I stay in your cabin with you for half a month?"
Yang Silang inwardly groaned, but on his face he forced a smile and nodded happily like a chicken pecking at rice.
Yang Silang inwardly groaned, but on his face he forced a smile and nodded happily like a chicken pecking at rice.
"It is my honor that a fairy could reside here, making this humble abode shine."
"However, living together is not necessary."
"How dare I, a mere mortal and clumsy man, tarnish the reputation of a fairy and live with her?"
"I'm going to sleep with my companions; they have empty beds. Please rest assured, fairy, I will keep your news a secret."
Mo Xinlian shook her head, her smile growing even brighter.
How can I be at ease without you by my side?
"How about I grant you half a month to be a bed warmer?" She blinked, her eyes sparkling, and smiled charmingly. "It really is just to warm the bed... Don't even think about doing anything else naughty."
Yang Silang was about to refuse when he thought, "Can't I open one eye while sleeping next to you?"
boom……
The hatch opened.
Wang Daniu and Zhou Mingxuan strode in, both of them quite drunk.
"Fourth Brother, I have good news for you. Brother Zhou knows I'm not popular with women, so he said he'd teach me his secret techniques for attracting women."
"Uh... how come there's another woman in your bed?"
The air seemed to freeze.
Inside and outside the cabin.
The four people, eight eyes, were staring at each other.
Yang Silang thought to himself, "Oh no! I finally managed to coax her into submission, and now there are two more people here. The situation is out of control."
Mo Xinlian felt a pang of regret. How hateful! If she hadn't been struck hard by the enemy today and plunged into a sea of blood and qi, how could she have suffered such severe injuries? She couldn't even set up a simple barrier to isolate the inside from the outside.
Now she was at her last gasp. She glanced at the four people and killing them all at once wouldn't be a problem. The problem was that after using her trump card, she had little power to protect herself.
Wang Daniu's thinking was much simpler—Fourth Brother, everyone else is eating vegetarian food, how could you sneak a bite?
Zhou Mingxuan, on the other hand, was a man of action. He patted Wang Daniu on the shoulder and gave him a look that said, "Watch closely and learn from me."
He stepped forward, bowed deeply, and displayed a charming smile on his handsome face, speaking in a magnetic voice.
"This young lady, I am Zhou Mingxuan, and I am not yet married. Today, upon seeing your face, I was amazed by your beauty. I fell in love at first sight, and upon seeing you again, I was captivated by your beauty."
"Would I have the honor of having you as my confidante for a few days?"
Yang Silang was sweating profusely, and he winked at Wang Daniu.
Zhou Mingxuan, oh Zhou Mingxuan.
When you're sober, you're a refined gentleman; when you're drunk, you're a wolf in sheep's clothing!
You dare to force yourself on me without a hook! Didn't you see her lying on my bed?
The rich merchant's servant didn't beat him enough; why didn't he knock all of this guy's teeth out!
The key is that you've landed a deadly hook; if this guy coughs, you'll be obedient forever.
Wang Daniu was stunned for a moment, then moved even faster, slapping Zhou Mingxuan's handsome face with a backhand.
"You're drunk. This is my fourth brother's woman!"
"Hurry up, hurry up..." He dragged Zhou Mingxuan out, not forgetting to close the cabin door and apologize to the inside, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry."
"He's not usually like this; he's had too much to drink today."
As the sound of staggering footsteps faded into the distance, Yang Silang could even hear Wang Daniu muttering.
"He shouldn't have believed your nonsense. If I tried to pick up women using your methods, with my looks, I wouldn't stand a chance against you even if I had nine lives!"
"You think you're so high and mighty just because you were lying on the deck enjoying the breeze and drank a few ounces of horse piss? Do you think you can even dream of someone as beautiful as a fairy?"
thump!
A heavy thud was heard as a person crashed onto the deck.
Wang Daniu actually left Zhou Mingxuan outside the cabin and staggered back to sleep by himself.
Yang Silang breathed a sigh of relief.
It has to be a top expert, someone you can rely on in crucial moments.
"He said, 'I am your woman?'" Mo Xinlian narrowed her eyes, her fingers lightly tapping Yang Silang's chest, her nails gleaming coldly.
Yang Silang responded with a smile, trying to find a way to smooth things over.
"They were drunk. That's a good thing, it'll prevent rumors from spreading."
"Otherwise, everyone on the ship would know that an unrelated woman, who is as beautiful as an angel, has boarded the ship."
Mo Xinlian's eyes darted around, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"Okay, you're right."
"For the past two weeks, you've been my husband."
"Hmm, let me think. I can't have a proper wedding with eight sedan chairs, so I'll just be the concubine you bought in the provincial capital."
"Should I call you my husband?" she said with a playful smile, pushing Yang Silang off the bed. "I'm tired and want to sleep."
With a push, a halo of light flew out from his palm and landed inside Yang Silang's body.
A halo immediately appeared within Yang Silang's Niwan Palace soul, and at the same time, part of his soul was torn apart and swallowed by that halo.
At the same time, some fragments of foreign divine souls were ejected from the aperture.
In a daze, he felt a strange sense of attachment in his soul, as if his soul had become connected with that of the woman before him.
"This is a deadly lock." Mo Xinlian said with a hint of annoyance, "It directly locks your soul. From now on, we're in the same boat. With just a thought from me, you're doomed."
"From now on, I'll sleep in the bed and you'll sleep on the floor."
"I'll be leaving in half a month, and I'll give you another chance. Of course, you'll also need to lend me some of your vital energy to help me recover."
"That's it..."
She was speaking when suddenly her head lolled to the side and she fainted. Her face turned deathly pale as she lay on the bed, weak and motionless, the suffocatingly powerful aura she had exuded completely gone.
After confirming repeatedly, Yang Silang realized that the other party was indeed not faking it.
It seems her injuries are far more severe than she thought, and she's only holding on by bluffing.