Chapter 153: Chapter 153: The Four Noblemen of the Warring States - A Visit from Lord Xinling
"I agree!"
As an assassin, Jing Ni had long disregarded notions of life and purity. Faced with such an opportunity, she decided to take a gamble.
"In the future, you'll realize this is the wisest choice you've ever made," Zhou Yi remarked, his thoughts briefly drifting to Jing Ni's grim fate.
In her last mission, Jing Ni stabbed Wei Wuji in the back, only to discover afterward that she was pregnant.
Even with her condition, there was no such thing as maternity leave for someone like her. She was ordered to carry out her next mission:
Assassinate the Swordmaster of Radiance!
However, the Swordmaster of Radiance's cultivation far surpassed her own. He spared her life, knowing she was with child, and even guided her toward living for her child rather than dying for an organization like the Net Trap. The Swordmaster ultimately took his own life to allow Jing Ni to complete her mission and escape her entrapment.
Yet, the Net Trap refused to let her go. On a stormy night, just as she was nearing childbirth, their assassins surrounded her, demanding her compliance for yet another mission.
That night, Jing Ni erupted with unparalleled fury. Amid the pouring rain, she annihilated every assassin sent after her. Alone in the rainforest, she gave birth to a frail daughter and named her Yan, derived from the word "promise."
However, Yan was born prematurely and was weak. To escape pursuit and ensure a peaceful upbringing for her daughter, Jing Ni reluctantly married Tian Meng, the lecherous lord of Lieshan Hall.
Unbeknownst to her, Tian Meng was scum. During one perilous incident, Jing Ni saved him, inadvertently revealing her extraordinary martial prowess. Suspicious and wary of her identity, Tian Meng bided his time.
When Jing Ni became pregnant again, he kidnapped Yan—her daughter—and used her life as leverage to force Jing Ni to submit and confess everything.
After obtaining her confession, Tian Meng crippled her meridians, rendering her a plaything. The son she bore him, Tian Ci, was born with severe cognitive disabilities due to the trauma she endured.
Ironically, while Yan was not Tian Meng's biological child, Tian Ci was.
In the end, Tian Meng's vile ambitions led him to attempt to harm the now blossoming Yan. However, Tian Ci stabbed him in the back, killing him in a fit of rage.
Jing Ni, though freed from Tian Meng, was soon captured by the Net Trap and used as leverage against Yan, forcing her to take up the mantle of the new Jing Ni and continue working for them.
The drunken Wei Wuji staggered through the doorway, flushed with heat.
"Xinling Jun is here," Jing Ni whispered urgently to Zhou Yi, who was still beside her.
"Don't worry; I've got this," Zhou Yi replied with a chuckle.
Jing Ni wanted to say more, but Zhou Yi silenced her with a firm motion. Her cold, delicate cheeks flushed deeply, though she remained silent, controlling herself with remarkable discipline.
Wei Wuji, swaying as he reached the inner chamber, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and collapsed unconscious. Half-awake, he vaguely heard Jing Ni's soft, broken murmurs.
Inside, Jing Ni clung tightly to Zhou Yi's back, her thoughts in turmoil as she felt the tension between the drunken Wei Wuji outside and Zhou Yi's presence within.
As dawn broke, Zhou Yi held Jing Ni in his arms, savoring her fragrance and softly murmuring, "Ni'er, you're truly beautiful."
Jing Ni remained silent, unsure of how to respond. Even though Zhou Yi had worn her out the night before, she simply bit her lip, emitting a few soft, alluring hums.
"How about one more time? I still have energy," Zhou Yi teased, unwilling to let her go.
Jing Ni, after a long pause, whispered, "It's morning, and Xinling Jun is still outside."
"No need to worry. Just pretend he doesn't exist!"
Zhou Yi chuckled mischievously.
Wei Wuji: "..."
He had already regained consciousness and was feeling bewildered when he overheard Zhou Yi's and Jing Ni's flirtatious banter. His mind buzzed as if struck by a thunderbolt.
Yet, as one of the Four Lords of the Warring States, Wei Wuji had long outgrown petty jealousies.
Thus, despite inwardly gnashing his teeth in fury, he continued to feign unconsciousness, subtly observing his surroundings and analyzing his current predicament.
However, Zhou Yi could see through his act as clearly as day.
Sensing Wei Wuji's pretense, Zhou Yi became even more spirited.
"Hmph…"
Jing Ni let out a soft gasp, caught off guard by a sudden playful tease.
"Unforgivable!"
"These two shameless scoundrels—I will make them pay with their lives!"
Wei Wuji seethed with hatred. His bride, on the very night of their nuptials, had been ensnared by another man.
Still, the fact that the intruder had entered unchallenged, rendered him unconscious, and remained unnoticed throughout the night revealed extraordinary martial prowess.
Thus, Wei Wuji dared not act recklessly or make a sound.
He waited.
Waited for the right moment.
By late morning, Wei Wuji was numb with humiliation. However, the opportunity he awaited was nearing—surely his men would come searching for him soon, as it was already the second day of his wedding and he hadn't yet arisen.
When the time came, he vowed to exact vengeance by dismembering these two villains limb by limb.
"Lord Xinling."
As these thoughts consumed him, Zhou Yi suddenly appeared before him, holding a soft and pliant Jing Ni in his arms. Her body had gone utterly limp, as if drained of all strength.
"I've known you were awake all morning. Truth be told, there's no need for you to feel aggrieved. After all, I did save your life."
Zhou Yi looked down at the feigning Wei Wuji with a calm expression.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this, Wei Wuji bolted upright and directly confronted Zhou Yi.
"So handsome!"
Wei Wuji was startled. He hadn't expected this depraved scoundrel to possess such striking features—even more captivating than his own.
"Jing Ni is like deep waters—you're far too shallow to navigate her depths. Without my intervention, you'd have drowned sooner or later!"
"But no need to thank me. I simply enjoy helping others. After all, if I don't enter hell, who will?"
With that, Zhou Yi stepped forward, carrying Jing Ni into a shimmering, water-like portal that vanished as quickly as it appeared.
"Could this be the Daoist supreme art, Merging with Light and Dust?"
Wei Wuji furrowed his brows deeply.
The "Merging with Light and Dust" technique allowed practitioners to conceal themselves as particles of dust, becoming invisible to the naked eye. It also enabled short-distance teleportation by augmenting spatial awareness.
"And Jing Ni… Jing Ni… Could she be the top assassin of the Net Trap organization, Jing Ni, wielder of the Jing Ni Sword, one of the Yue King's Eight Swords?"
Wei Wuji's mind raced with countless speculations as he immediately ordered his subordinates to investigate.
As for these matters, Zhou Yi was entirely indifferent. Even if he had known, he wouldn't have cared.
He had already returned to Martial God City in the Douluo Continent, carrying Jing Ni back to the Zhou Residence.
This time, Jing Ni's reward was singular yet invaluable.
"Reward: Yue King's Eight Swords."
The Yue King's Eight Swords were forged by the legendary smith Ou Yezi under the commission of King Goujian of Yue, using crimson gold from Kunwu Mountain.
The swords were named Yanri, Jingni, Xuanjian, Zhengang, Duanshui, Wangliang, Zhuanhun, and Miepo.
"An absolute win!"
Zhou Yi was elated, while Jing Ni, upon realizing she had truly arrived in another world, felt both relief and disbelief. Zhou Yi hadn't lied; his interest was solely in her body.
This made Jing Ni rejoice inwardly.
She had finally escaped the clutches of Net Trap.
From now on, she could live an ordinary, carefree life.
Seeing the joy of relief on Jing Ni's face, Zhou Yi couldn't resist. He scooped her up and resumed his "mission" of creating offspring.
Jing Ni cooperated fully, allowing Zhou Yi to do as he pleased.
It wasn't until she fainted from exhaustion that Zhou Yi finally left, satisfied, humming a light tune as he strolled through the shaded garden path.
Not far away, a graceful woman with perfect curves bent down to pick blooming flowers, her posture accentuating an alluring arc.
"Madam Wang."
Zhou Yi's eyes lit up as he took a few brisk steps, appearing behind Li Qingluo. His gaze lingered on the mesmerizing curve of her back.
Without hesitation, Zhou Yi raised his hand and delivered a playful slap.
"Ah!"
Li Qingluo cried out in surprise, jumping like a startled cat. Seeing that it was Zhou Yi, she let out a breath of relief, though her expression quickly turned to one of bashful anger.
"You scoundrel! Are you trying to scare me to death?"
She patted her heaving chest, still recovering from the shock.
Seeing her tightly wrapped corset and the glimpse of her fair, ample chest, Zhou Yi pulled her into his arms, feeling the weight pressing against his chest.
"Don't!"
Li Qingluo glanced around anxiously, pleading softly, "Someone might see us!"
If they were indoors and alone, she wouldn't have minded deepening her bond with Zhou Yi.
But this was the garden!
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