Yuwen Wuji’s plan was simple—use his two daughters to lure Xu Ning out.
As long as Xu Ning was separated from the Xu Family’s Heavenly Venerable protection, he could seize him, lead his clansmen to escape to the Northern Underworld Divine Domain, and present Xu Ning’s head as a token of allegiance.
Yuwen Rou’s brows knitted slightly.
Though she had only met Xu Ning once, she held a rather favorable impression of him.
Not only had he refrained from exterminating the Yuwen Family, he had even chosen to reuse them. As for her, he had shown no improper intentions whatsoever.
“Father, isn’t this somewhat inappropriate? His Highness treated our Yuwen Family—”
Before she could finish, Yuwen Wuji snorted coldly, “Rou’er, have you taken a liking to that boy?”
Her lips pressed together, and a faint blush crept up her fair neck onto her cheeks. “Of course not. I simply don’t wish to repay kindness with betrayal.”
At that moment, Yuwen Shuang spoke coldly, “Sister, don’t be deceived by Xu Ning’s act. Have you forgotten? Ancestor Wushuang died because of his schemes!”
Her voice was icy, filled with unmistakable killing intent.
After learning from her father that their ancestor and Long Lingtian had been struck down by the Mystic Saint Empress in a single blow, her hatred toward Xu Ning had grown overwhelming.
Right now, she wished nothing more than to tear him into pieces and grind his bones to dust.
“But it was our ancestor who attacked the Xu Family first. Xu Ning was only defending himself…” Yuwen Rou murmured softly, so quietly that only she could hear.
The long night finally passed, and a pale light appeared on the horizon as dawn broke.
Yuwen Wuji led the two women toward the main hall.
The moment he arrived, several sharp auras locked onto him.
He took a deep breath, signaled to the two women with his eyes, and quietly withdrew.
Under the guidance of servants, the two entered the main hall, where they saw Yao Ling’er seated in the main position.
“Good morning, you two,” she said with a faint smile. However, her face was slightly pale, and her slender legs trembled faintly.
All because Xu Ning had been too overwhelming.
Yuwen Shuang quickly scanned the surroundings. Seeing that Xu Ning was nowhere to be found, she hurried forward and grasped Yao Ling’er’s hands, her expression anxious. “Sister Yao, that Xu Ning didn’t do anything to you, did he?”
The two had met once in a secret realm before, and it was there that Yuwen Shuang had come to know Long Lingtian.
Back then, because of him, she had been jealous of Yao Ling’er. But now, with Long Lingtian presumed dead, that jealousy had long since vanished, replaced by a sense of mutual sympathy.
Seeing her worried expression, Yao Ling’er understood her thoughts and shook her head with a soft laugh. “My husband treats me very well. There’s no need for Miss Shuang’er to worry.”
Her tone was calm, yet carried a faint chill that kept others at a distance.
For some reason, ever since her body had been taken by Xu Ning, her attitude toward him had undergone a drastic transformation.
The last traces of resistance had disappeared, replaced by an overwhelming urge to please him… even to possess him.
Was this what they called love?
Yuwen Shuang misunderstood her expression. Her eyes grew misty as she spoke softly, “Don’t worry, Sister Yao. Even though Lingtian is gone, I’ll definitely save you from Xu Ning’s clutches!”
“Save me soon?” Yao Ling’er’s eyes lit up as she caught the hint beneath her words. She quickly asked, “What do you mean?”
Yuwen Shuang had already regarded her as a righteous woman forced into submission under Xu Ning’s “tyranny.” Her lips parted as she was about to reveal the Yuwen Family’s entire plan.
However, Yuwen Rou coughed lightly and interrupted, “Shuang’er, mind your manners.”
Yuwen Shuang froze, realizing her slip, and immediately fell silent.
Cautious fox… Yao Ling’er glanced at Yuwen Rou, already intending to report this matter to Xu Ning.
At that moment, a deep, magnetic voice suddenly rang out, “You’ve come quite early.”
A young man slowly stepped out from the corridor. His brows were sharp, his eyes bright like stars, his features strikingly handsome. Clad in black robes that fluttered without wind, he exuded the aura of one accustomed to command.
“Y-Your Highness?”
The two women’s faces turned pale. From beginning to end, they hadn’t sensed Xu Ning’s presence at all.
At this moment, Xu Ning appeared refreshed and radiant.
The Mystic Spirit Body truly lived up to its reputation as a top-tier Cauldron Physique. Even the child of destiny had coveted it.
Having just stepped into the 1st stage Heavenly Venerable Realm, his cultivation had yet to stabilize. Yet after merely one hour of dual cultivation, not only had it completely stabilized, it had even reached the peak of the 1st stage.
Moreover, after absorbing Yao Ling’er’s spiritual essence, his meridians had been further tempered, and his physique had undergone another transformation.
And that wasn’t all. After his life essence entered Yao Ling’er’s body, it had nurtured new spiritual essence within her dantian, which he could harvest again in future dual cultivation—an endless cycle.
Ordinary cultivators relied on long periods of seclusion to slowly increase their cultivation.
But he could cultivate with beauties, advancing at astonishing speed. It was simply too enjoyable.
Of course, such rapid progress was also closely tied to his… intense vigor.
Especially since this beauty had been taken from the child of destiny—making it even more satisfying.
Xu Ning smiled faintly at the two women without speaking.
After breaking through to the Heavenly Venerable Realm, he could already manipulate the power of heaven and earth. Concealing his presence was effortless.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, studying them.
Yuwen Rou wore a white dress today, her figure graceful and alluring. Her curves were full and enticing, her waist slender enough to be grasped in one hand, her hips round and firm.
Her delicate face was fair and flawless, her skin smooth as jade. Her peach blossom eyes shimmered with charm, her lips soft and slightly parted, like a flower about to bloom—irresistibly inviting.
Compared to her sister, Yuwen Shuang’s figure was more petite, yet lively and full of youthful vitality.
A mature beauty and a delicate young girl… not bad at all.
“Shuang’er, do you want to know Long Lingtian’s whereabouts?” Xu Ning asked with a faint smile, beckoning her.
Hearing this, Yuwen Shuang froze. “Lingtian… he’s not dead?”
Xu Ning ignored her question. A playful smile curled at his lips as he turned and walked deeper into the corridor. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breathing unsteady. Without hesitation, she followed him.
Watching them leave, Yao Ling’er and Yuwen Rou exchanged glances. Though curious, neither dared to follow.
Xu Ning entered a private chamber and turned to face her.
“You said you know Lingtian’s whereabouts? He’s still alive?” she asked anxiously.
“Of course he’s alive. He’s currently in the Great Zhou royal capital, preparing to open an ancient tomb.”
Xu Ning’s lips curved into a cold smile, his expression gradually turning sinister. “And very soon, you’ll meet him again.”
As he spoke, he suddenly clenched his hand toward her.
Yuwen Shuang had been on guard. She quickly retreated two steps and pulled out a jade talisman from her robe. A terrifying power began to awaken within it.
However, before the talisman could fully activate, the surrounding power of heaven and earth descended upon her.
“The power of heaven and earth… you’re a Heavenly Venerable!”
Her voice trembled with disbelief as her body was firmly seized by Xu Ning.
“Don’t be so surprised. I have plenty of tricks,” Xu Ning said calmly as he extended his hand. In his palm, a slave mark condensed, glowing with divine light.
“No! Someone save me!”
A sense of dread surged through her as she struggled desperately, shouting for help.
But Xu Ning had already sealed the space. Even though they were only separated by a corridor, her voice could not escape.
His hand pressed firmly onto her forehead.
Her body convulsed violently. The light in her eyes gradually faded as tears streamed down her beautiful face.
“M-Master…” she whispered, her lips trembling.
“Your next task is to go to the Great Zhou royal capital, find Long Lingtian, and stay by his side as my spy,” Xu Ning said indifferently.
Her body stiffened as if struck by lightning. Rage burned in her eyes as she glared at him.
Her mind was clear. She still hated Xu Ning with every fiber of her being—yet she could not defy his command.
Tears of humiliation streamed endlessly down her cheeks.
“I… I understand, Master.”
After saying those words, she seemed to lose all strength and collapsed to her knees. Her slender legs pressed tightly together.
“Good. Now tell me everything you know—including the Yuwen Family’s recent movements.”
Xu Ning crossed his arms and looked down at her coldly.
At last, the fangs of the villain were fully revealed.