The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 300: Do Not Kill

Chapter 300: Do Not Kill

Yue Su’s eyes sharpened, understanding the principle of striking first to be strong. He immediately moved forward, drawing his sword to attack. Fast and fierce! He aimed to strike her throat with one blow! The blade was sharp, creating a whistling sound as it cut through the air.

Nanli raised an eyebrow, seemingly not moving her steps, but her figure disappeared in an instant. Yue Su’s blade missed, and he was puzzled about where Nanli had gone. But then there was movement behind him. Relying on his years of combat experience, he hadn’t turned around yet, but his sword had already swung out.

But the situation changed again. Nanli moved like a ghost, her figure elusive, making it impossible for anyone to see or hear her!

In just a moment, Yue Su’s forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and he began to panic. Where was she?! Where did she go?!

But the next moment, he was kicked in the abdomen, and his tall figure was thrown out, creating a not-so-small pit in the ground and rolling several meters away. Yue Su’s internal organs were in intense pain, and any movement made him feel like he was on the verge of death. He had even broken six ribs!

What was terrifying was that Nanli hadn’t used any internal energy; she had relied solely on her strength to cause such injuries.

Nanli stood on the steps like a king, looking down at him. She spoke slowly, "How about that? Do you have any objections to the way I speak now?"

Although the disciples of the manor were immobilized, their eyes were not blind. They suddenly saw their Manor Lord being kicked by a woman, without even the chance to fight back. Their hearts were shaken.

They had always thought Yue Su was tough, but as soon as Nanli raised her foot, he took off the divine wood from his neck and offered it to her as a gift. As long as she didn’t kick him again.

The disciples looked disappointed. Wasn’t their Manor Lord supposed to be domineering? Yet, he turned out to be such a coward.

Nanli rolled her eyes. "Although the divine wood is precious, since you’ve worn it, I don’t want to keep it. As I said earlier, I’m here to find the Duke."

Yue Su, facing her cold gaze, trembled. "The Duke is in the back practice room."

"Why didn’t you say so earlier? Did I have to kick you?" Nanli turned and walked into the back.

Yue Su smiled when he saw her enter. Nearly half a day had passed; Yue Qing must have finished with Ye Siheng by now, and he should have broken through to the ninth level of his inner cultivation method. Nanli going to open the door now was undoubtedly seeking death.

Touching his broken ribs, Yue Su’s eyes turned fierce. He had to crush Nanli into pieces to dispel his hatred.

The door to the practice room had a mechanism. Nanli groped for it but couldn’t find the way to open it. Not wanting to waste time, she went back to Yue Su.

"What... what are you doing?" Yue Su exclaimed in fear.

"You’re going to open the door," Nanli said, effortlessly lifting his collar with one hand and dragging him inside.

The broken ribs were piercing and squeezing his internal organs. Yue Su was in so much pain that he was almost passing out.

How could this woman be so ruthless! He wanted to curse out loud, but seeing Nanli’s strength, he decided to continue being a coward.

"Hurry up," Nanli urged.

Yue Su gritted his teeth and forced himself to turn the mechanism. As soon as the stone door opened a crack, he reacted quickly, using all his strength to throw himself inside while shouting, "Sister, there’s an enemy attack! Kill her!"

However, Yue Su had just taken a few steps when he stumbled over something, falling to the ground. A scream of agony escaped him, and he shook all over from the pain.

"Sister, she’s Chu Nanli, the Ninth Prince’s wife! Kill her!"

Despite his plea, no one moved. Nanli stood at the door, furrowing her brow at first, but then her expression turned indifferent.

She reminded him, "Look in front of you."

Yue Su was puzzled.

The practice room had no candles, only night pearls for illumination, making the stone chamber somewhat dim. After Yue Su adjusted to the light inside, he looked ahead. A figure covered in blood lay on the ground, looking at him with pleading eyes. It took him a moment to recognize his sister.

"Sister!"

What was going on?

Wasn’t his sister supposed to absorb Ye Siheng’s power and have already mastered her inner cultivation method?

Even if it hadn’t succeeded, she shouldn’t be lying there with her tongue cut and limbs disabled!

When Yue Su turned his head, he saw Ye Siheng sitting on the stone bed, his breath steady, showing no signs of having his power drained. Yue Su was shocked.

"How... how could you be so cruel?" he choked out.

But Ye Siheng remained in meditation; even if he could hear the outside world, he wouldn’t open his eyes recklessly to avoid disrupting his cultivation and risking demonic possession.

Nanli also relaxed, somewhat mocking Yue Su, "What’s this? It’s just karma, harming others eventually harms oneself."

Yue Su had placed his hopes on his sister, but Yue Qing had ended up worse off than him. He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of enduring torture before dying.

The couple was more ruthless than each other, making him regret choosing the wrong path, leading him to such a predicament.

If his sister ended up in such a pitiful state, how could he be any better off?

A sharp light flashed in Yue Su’s eyes. Making up his mind, he shouted, "Ninth Princess, how does this sword taste?!"

Nanli was stunned. What was he shouting about? But soon, she realized his intentions. He was trying to disturb Ye Siheng’s concentration! Before she could say anything, Ye Siheng forcefully stopped his cultivation, opening his eyes.

As a result, his chest surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Highness?" Nanli hurried over to check his condition.

Ye Siheng carefully examined her, making sure she wasn’t injured, before relaxing his tense expression.

Seeing her eyes reddening, he quickly explained, "I took a healing pill to recover, so even if my concentration was disrupted, it’s not a big problem." Nanli felt his pulse.

It wasn’t that it wasn’t a big problem; it was just that his profound inner strength suppressed the injury. And the aphrodisiac he had been given couldn’t be contained and was rapidly spreading through his bloodstream.

She was infuriated and instantly harbored murderous intent. A fire talisman was about to be deployed, but Ye Siheng’s pupils slightly contracted, and he quickly pressed her hand down.

"A’Li, don’t!"

Ye Siheng’s voice was hoarse, "If you create unnecessary killings, not only will it deplete your merit, but you may also incur divine punishment."

"I don’t care about a bit of merit..."

But Ye Siheng had already taken her talisman and smashed it expressionlessly. Yue Su was shocked. His first reaction was to endure the pain and run out of the practice room.

However, the talisman turned into a fire dragon in mid-air and flew straight towards Yue Su. The fire dragon quickly enveloped him, rising rapidly and turning him into a burning figure in the blink of an eye.

He rolled on the ground, screaming, trying to extinguish the fire. There was a small pond outside the main hall, and he hurriedly threw himself into it, only to find that the fire on his body was still burning fiercely and had not been extinguished. The disciples were all stunned!