Xiao Yang’s action was utterly outrageous.
Everyone knew that Ning Hongye was a fierce and terrifying female war goddess. No one in the Vermilion Bird Army had ever dared to offend her.
And yet Xiao Yang had just groped her chest—armor or not, it was utterly insane!
Rip!
Suddenly, behind the Asura Mask, Ning Hongye’s eyes gleamed with a biting chill. She was clearly furious beyond reason.
“How dare you! You filthy lecher, how dare you behave so disrespectfully toward General Ning!”
Qingluan snapped back to her senses, drew the warblade from her waist, and prepared to attack.
“Miss Qingluan, you’ve misunderstood!”
Xiao Yang panicked. He didn’t want to die before he even got started. He quickly said, “Miss Ning, I’m not a shameless man! The reason I did that was because I noticed your chest armor had been severely damaged! From what I can tell, just a few more strikes from a martial expert and it’ll completely shatter!”
…
“So what?”
Ning Hongye questioned flatly.
“What a coincidence. Just yesterday, my father gave me his treasured Kirin Golden Armor! I’m just a commoner with no official title—this armor is wasted on me. I might as well give it to you.”
As Xiao Yang spoke, he took off the radiant golden armor from his body.
“You truly want to give this to me?”
Ning Hongye was stunned.
This Kirin Golden Armor was a top-grade spiritual treasure, far superior to the one she currently wore. It could easily serve as a city-guarding heirloom.
But Xiao Yang had already given her the Spiritual Eye, and now he was offering such a generous gift. He was treating her far too well.
It made her suspicious—did Xiao Yang have some hidden agenda?
“Of course I’m sincere! You’re my fiancée. If I’m not good to you, then who should I be good to?”
Xiao Yang thought to himself : She’s not just my fiancée—she’s also the benefactor tied to my system…
“Very well. Then I’ll accept it.”
Ning Hongye nodded.
[Host has gifted the top-grade spiritual treasure “Kirin Golden Armor.” Reward triggered!]
[100x return: Received “Emperor-grade treasure” Blackscale Myriad Dragon Armor!]
[Would you like to claim it now?]
Xiao Yang heard the system’s voice and grew excited.
An emperor-grade treasure!
In the mortal world, treasures were ranked from Spirit-grade to King-grade, Emperor-grade, and Saint-grade.
Emperor-grade treasures were so rare that not even the Northern War King’s residence had one—only the Grand Xia Empire’s royal family had them, and they were considered national heirlooms.
“No. Don’t claim it for now.”
Xiao Yang silently responded in his heart. But he felt something was off. Despite giving Ning Hongye such a precious gift, her favorability didn’t increase.
“By the way, System, since Ning Hongye is my bound partner, can I view her information?” Xiao Yang asked internally.
[System: You may!]
[Bound target: Ning Hongye, 18 years old]
[Identity: Daughter of the Grand General of Southern War, Commander of the Vermilion Bird Army]
[Strength: 7th stage Dharma Forming Realm (severely injured, currently able to exert only 30% of full strength)]
[Talent: Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart, Red Lotus Karma Fire]
[Fate: Destined Lone Phoenix (can be transformed). Cursed fate—brings death to parents, destined to live in solitude. Though capable of building a mighty legacy, she will struggle to find a soulmate.]
[Weakness: ???]
[Note: Inside the bound target resides a tribulation-reborn female Immortal Empress with a lifespan of 3,000 years, currently dormant.]
After reading Ning Hongye’s information, Xiao Yang was completely stunned.
Now that was a true Heaven’s Chosen!
Not only was she extremely gifted, already reaching the 7th realm of martial cultivation at such a young age, but she also had a hidden senior expert dwelling inside her body—no, a senior lady!
So she had her own cheat too.
Not even the system could detect her weakness!
Still, having such a fiancée meant Xiao Yang could walk sideways in the future!
…
“Brat, why are you still hanging around? My general needs rest!” Qingluan suddenly said, chasing him off.
“Miss Ning, I still have one more request!” Xiao Yang replied.
“Go ahead,” Ning Hongye said calmly.
“Since we’re to be married, we should be honest with each other. Why don’t you remove your armor and take off the mask? Let me see what you look like.”
“Hmph.”
Ning Hongye chuckled coldly, “The last man who tried to lift my mask had his bones nailed to the gates of the Southern Wastes.”
“Miss Ning, you’re unwilling? But I remember you agreed earlier to grant me three requests—no matter what they were!” Xiao Yang said.
“You want to use one of them for this?”
“Exactly!”
Xiao Yang nodded.
Ning Hongye fell silent for a while before finally saying, “A promise is a promise. I agree.”
As she finished, her body gave a light shake, and her armor automatically disengaged and fell away.
In the next instant, Xiao Yang’s eyes widened in awe.
Her snowy peaks stood tall—she had the kind of figure where even looking down, one couldn’t see their own toes. Her long legs were endlessly slender—he could admire them for a lifetime without getting tired. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Even though she had spent years on the battlefield, her exposed skin was still as fair and delicate as mutton-fat jade.
A subtle fragrance wafted from her body, instantly filling the entire room.
So fragrant…
Xiao Yang couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Then Ning Hongye slowly raised her delicate hand, gripping the edge of the Asura Mask, and gently lifted it…
In that moment, the world lost its color, and all things dimmed.
Staring at that peerlessly beautiful face, Xiao Yang felt his heart skip a beat.
Crap. This must be love!
A perfectly shaped face, peach blossom eyes, soft pink cheeks, a beauty to rival sun and moon.
“I’ve struck gold! The system didn’t lie!”
Xiao Yang was thrilled. All those rumors claiming Ning Hongye was ugly and disfigured were clearly nonsense!
The system had been right all along!
He recalled that years ago, the famous Painting Saint traveled south hoping to paint a portrait of the young Ning Hongye.
But after seeing her in person, he dropped his brush and said, ‘Worldly strokes cannot capture the beauty of a celestial immortal.’
Seeing her now—it was true!
“In the south, there lives a beauty, peerless and alone. A single glance topples a city, another glance a nation.”
Xiao Yang couldn’t help but praise her aloud while staring at her beautiful face.
What a poem!
Ning Hongye’s eyes shimmered. She had never heard that verse before—could it be Xiao Yang’s original work?
She hadn’t expected the Ninth Prince of the Northern War King to possess such poetic talent!
But in the next moment, she donned the mask again, her expression returning to its icy coldness.
“Miss Ning, you’re so breathtakingly beautiful. Why wear the Asura Mask all year round?” Xiao Yang couldn’t help but ask.
Ning Hongye sighed softly and explained, “First, with my appearance, I can’t win the trust of soldiers. It would only bring disaster.”
“Second, there were rumors from the palace… the foolish Emperor of the Grand Xia Empire seemed to have taken an interest in me and wanted to make me his concubine.”
“That’s why I spread the story of being disfigured and put on the mask. Besides, everything I, Ning Hongye, have achieved today, I earned with my strength—not my looks. Please keep this matter a secret.”
Xiao Yang nodded, “Of course. I won’t bother you any longer today.”
With that, he turned and left the room.
Watching his departing back, Qingluan couldn’t help but say, “General Ning, this Xiao Yang is quite strange.”
Ning Hongye nodded, “He’s never seen my face before, yet he keeps giving me lavish gifts and constantly looks out for me. It is suspicious.”
“Is he truly sincere toward me, or does he have some greater scheme in mind?”
“Qingluan, follow him for the next few days and investigate carefully!”