The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 421: Coming to the Capital to Challenge You

Chapter 421: Coming to the Capital to Challenge You

Qi Mu was shocked and disbelieving. The Taoist’s actions were truly malicious! However, her mind was in disarray, and she could no longer continue reciting the golden light incantation.

The evil spirits seized the opportunity. One by one, they reached for her, trying to extract her soul from her body. Qi Mu had traveled the martial world for years and suffered many injuries, but the agony of having her soul drawn out by these spirits was a hundred times worse than physical wounds! With so many spirits trying to divide her soul, the pain was unbearable.

As her consciousness began to blur, she cursed the soothsayer in her mind. The surroundings seemed to plunge into endless darkness.

But suddenly, she felt herself enveloped in warmth. The pain subsided, and a glimmer of dawn seemed to pierce through the darkness. Qi Mu’s awareness gradually returned.

She realized she was being held by a young man, who had his arms around her waist.

"What are you doing?!" Qi Mu, both embarrassed and enraged, threw a punch. The force of it knocked the young man to the ground, swelling his face significantly.

"Third Young Master!" The hidden guards were stunned by her sudden and brutal action.

Chu Huan fell to the ground, his face numb from the impact. He lifted his head just in time to see more evil spirits attacking Qi Mu. Gritting his teeth, he bit down on his already bloodied left hand, adding a new wound, and smeared his blood on Qi Mu’s forehead.

With his blood’s protection, the evil spirits temporarily retreated.

Qi Mu, not foolish, realized that the young man had some sort of talismanic power to ward off evil. She felt a pang of guilt for having struck him.

"Are you alright, young master?" Qi Mu, accustomed to speaking straightforwardly, said, "Don’t worry. If anything happens to you, I’ll make sure to give you a proper burial."

Chu Huan shot her a resentful look, but his swollen cheek made him unable to speak properly. He had always been obedient and never received many blows. To be struck by a woman in public was quite humiliating.

Seeing her approaching again, Chu Huan recoiled, fearing another punch. "Don’t come closer!" he yelled, his voice muffled. "Saving you was an emergency, not intentional!"

"I understand, so I was just..."

Qi Mu intended to help Chu Huan up, but her soul had just been on the brink of extraction and wasn’t fully settled yet. Moving suddenly made her dizzy and weak. She slipped and fell toward Chu Huan.

"You!" Chu Huan, unable to let her fall, quickly reached out to support her waist.

However, Qi Mu’s hand, seemingly out of her control, struck Chu Huan’s face again, this time with her right hand. His face was now thoroughly disfigured.

Qi Mu felt mortified. Desperate to escape the embarrassment, she closed her eyes and leaned against Chu Huan, pretending to be unconscious.

"Miss?" Chu Huan, having been struck repeatedly, was on the verge of losing his temper. However, upon seeing her apparently unconscious, he could only sigh.

The two hidden guards finally reacted and quickly moved to pull Qi Mu away. Seeing Chu Huan’s arms and face injured, they felt a pang of sympathy.

Meanwhile, Lord Xue was still shouting. The evil spirits, unable to extract Qi Mu’s soul, turned their attention to Lord Xue and his people.

"Third Young Master!" Lord Xue had seen Chu Huan’s protective blood in action, "Third Young Master’s blood wards off evil!"

He rushed forward with the other Xue family members following closely. Those who lagged behind had already become the spirits’ prey.

With so many people rushing forward, Chu Huan’s expression changed. He wasn’t unwilling to help, but the large number of people made it too dangerous for him.

The two hidden guards drew their weapons, ready to deal with the unruly spirits themselves.

Suddenly, a talisman flew through the air, freezing all the Xue family members in place. A Peachwood Sword soared, piercing several evil spirits and turning them to dust. The sword left a faint golden trace as it returned to its owner -- Nanli.

Chu Huan’s eyes lit up upon seeing her. "Sixth Sister!"

Nanli, as expected, arrived just in time to handle the evil spirits. She looked at Chu Huan’s disfigured face with surprise. "Third Brother, you’re injured!"

She hadn’t expected to arrive late. Seeing Chu Huan’s injured face made her worried about his future prospects.

Chu Huan, struggling to maintain his composure, forced a smile. "I’m fine. It’ll heal in a few days."

He couldn’t very well hold a grudge against an unconscious girl.

The two hidden guards immediately took responsibility. "Ninth Princess, it’s our fault for not protecting Third Young Master properly."

At the mention of the Ninth Princess, Qi Mu, still "unconscious," opened her eyes and sat up. Her gaze fixed on Nanli, whose elegant appearance and delicate features made Qi Mu’s eyes widen in admiration.

"Ninth Princess..." Qi Mu murmured, unable to tear her eyes away. "You are the famous Ninth Princess!"

Nanli, noticing Qi Mu’s intense stare, asked, "What’s with that look? Did I owe you money?"

Qi Mu quickly shook her head. "No, I’ve heard of your great strength. I came to the capital specifically to challenge you to an arm wrestling match to test our strength!"

Nanli’s lips twitched.

Chu Huan, realizing her pretense, immediately reacted. "You’re quite something, pretending to be unconscious!"

Qi Mu’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly feigned weakness, clutching her forehead. "No, I really was unconscious. I’m feeling dizzy again..."

Chu Huan rolled his eyes and touched his bruised cheek, thoroughly exasperated. Today was truly his unlucky day.

However, worried that she might be up to something, he asked Nanli, "Sixth Sister, is she alright?"

Nanli, with a resigned expression, said, "She’s fine." Turning to Qi Mu, she asked, "You’re not from the Xue family. How did you end up at their residence?"

Looking at her face, Nanli could tell she was a righteous figure from the martial world.

Qi Mu, angered by the events, recounted the entire situation. She concluded, her fists clenched, "That Taoist was not only unwilling to help but also tried to seize my treasured blade. It was truly despicable!"