Chapter 22 I Became the Goddess's Son-in-Law?! (Twenty-Two)

"Madam, I heard that Si Xuansu and Young Master Jiang went to the Sanqing Temple to visit my senior brother," said Daoist Yuan Yi to Madam Ningyang, his expression grave. Daoist Lingyi had once...

"Madam, I heard that Si Xuansu and Jiang Gongye went to the Sanqing Temple to visit my senior brother." At the Ningyang Marquis's residence, Master Yuan Yi said to the Ningyang Marquis with a solemn expression.

Master Lingyi once visited him down the mountain. By sheer coincidence, he overheard him plotting with the Marquis. He originally intended to silence him, but since Master Lingyi's martial arts were superior, he had no choice but to remain still.

After that, he begged him and promised to turn over a new leaf. Lingyi didn't know if he believed him or not, but he was persuaded and ultimately did not report him. Moreover, after that, he stayed on Yan Yue Mountain and never came down the mountain again.

However, the fact that Si Xuansu actually went to visit him makes it hard not to suspect that Si Xuansu had heard something from Lingyi.

Marquis Ningyang said, "Don't be impatient. Lingyi is, after all, a Taoist priest, and he won't interfere much in worldly affairs. Compared to that, I'm more worried about Jiang Yiqing."

"Young Master Jiang? Why him?"

"Have you forgotten? We saw her at the Peony Banquet."

His reminder made Yuan Yi recall the person, and he couldn't help but frown.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person must have great fortune to be able to deceive the Emperor. Si Xuansu and she are extremely troublesome and will definitely become obstacles in our way."

“You are right, my lord.”

"How do your skills compare to Si Xuansu's?"

“She’s no match for me.” Yuan Yi’s lips curled into a smug smile.

Are you so sure?

"I have traveled the world and eaten all kinds of rare and precious herbs. I may not be as good as her in terms of martial arts, but my spiritual power is much stronger than hers. I can crush her with one hand."

"That's good then. Go and get rid of those two tonight," said Marquis Ningyang, rubbing his forehead, seemingly somewhat troubled.

"I remember that Madam Si and your Madam were once close friends?" Yuan Yi was surprised to learn that Marquis Ningyang and the General's Mansion had a past relationship, and that they were ruthless towards their old friends as well.

"I am indeed sorry, Ah Xiu, but I have no other choice." The man from the Ningyang Marquis's residence glanced at Yuan Yi and said, "Have you forgotten that you also wanted to silence Ling Yi?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yi laughed and said, "It seems that I am the same kind of person as the Marquis, willing to do anything to achieve my goals."

...

That evening, Jiang Yiqing was soaking in the hot spring alone when Si Xuansu said she had something to take care of. She wondered what it was.

While she was soaking in the hot spring and resting with her eyes closed, a fierce battle was taking place in a corner of the general's mansion.

Since consuming the Silver Thread Spirit Tooth Fruit, Si Xuansu's already extraordinary senses have become even more acute. She immediately discovered that a person with high spiritual power had invaded the General's Mansion.

She stood guard with her sword on the only path leading into the inner courtyard, waiting for the person to arrive.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the surrounding trees cast swaying shadows. It was very quiet. After a while, she saw a person wearing a mask walk over.

Although he was wearing a mask, his disguise was not sincere; he was holding a whisk and dressed in Taoist robes.

Si Xuansu frowned and asked, "Master Yuanyi?"

Yuan Yi was surprised to see her waiting there, but she didn't lose her composure and said, "You only have yourself to blame for being tactless. If you hadn't gone to visit Ling Yi, none of this would have happened. You brought this on yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed forward with a whisk. The whisk looked soft, but it was actually heavy. If you touched it, it would be no less painful than being hit by a hammer.

Si Xuansu responded calmly, his longsword instantly drawn and clashing with the whisk. A moment later, a few strands of the whisk's white beard fell from the air.

Yuan Yi looked surprised, not expecting to suffer a loss at her hands.

"Do you want to kill me to silence me? But you should see if you have the ability," Si Xuansu said calmly.

Enraged, Yuan Yi stepped forward again, whisk in hand, using every trick in the book. But he gradually realized that Si Xuansu's spiritual power was still above his own!

No, that's impossible. The last time I saw her, her spiritual power was clearly inferior to mine. How could she have made such progress in such a short time?

Every time Si Xuansu drew her sword, some of her whisk hair would fall out. Just as the whisk was about to be shaved bald, Yuan Yi activated a mechanism, and a sword blade emerged from the whisk, unexpectedly stabbing towards her face.

Si Xuansu had long anticipated that he might be hiding something, and reacted extremely quickly, dodging the attack. After exchanging blows several more times, Yuan Yi gradually became no match for her.

Having no other choice, Yuan Yi took out a specially made Great Strength Golden Pill from his pocket. Eating this pill would allow him to exert ten times his own spiritual power in a short period of time, but consuming it would not only deplete his spiritual power but also shorten his lifespan.

This kind of pill is extremely difficult to refine. Yuan Yi has only obtained one in all these years. He would never use it unless absolutely necessary, but in order to defeat Si Xuansu, he was willing to risk everything!

Seeing him swallow a strange pill and suddenly become powerful, Si Xuansu was momentarily suppressed.

"Si Xuansu, you're going to die today!" Yuan Yi shouted hoarsely.

Si Xuansu thought to herself that her opponent's martial arts skills had suddenly improved at an incredible speed. She realized that she could only defeat him if she could improve even faster than him. Otherwise, she would surely be defeated.

The thirty-sixth move of the Ice Vein Divine Sword, the pinnacle of the Si family's inherited sword technique, has been a level that only its creator could reach since ancient times. Si Xuansu practiced it diligently for a long time, but only learned the move itself and could not unleash its power.

If she can't use her final move, she will lose here.

As Yuan pressed closer and closer, Si Xuansu's eyes flashed with intense fighting spirit!

She didn't want to lose here. Jiang Yiqing's face flashed through her mind, and she wanted to go back before she finished her bath.

Just when Yuan Yi thought he was about to succeed, Si Xuansu's sword speed reached an unimaginable level. Suddenly, he could no longer see where she was or where her sword was.

Countless sword shadows and her silhouette appeared before her eyes, frequently shifting and changing positions, making them impossible to predict.

She seems to be everywhere, yet also seems to be nowhere to be found.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? Yuan Yi's mind was in complete turmoil.

In that instant, Si Xuansu stabbed Yuan Yi from behind with his sword. Yuan Yi looked down and saw the sword tip protruding from his abdomen.

He didn't even realize when she circled behind him or when she attacked. Blood dripped from the tip of his sword to the ground. At this moment, his Great Strength Golden Core had reached its limit and began to backfire on him. He coughed up blood and knelt on the ground.

His mask slipped to the ground, his eyes filled with shock and fear. He never imagined that she would comprehend such swordsmanship at the last moment.

Everyone says that Si Xuansu is a genius, and now he believes it.

Si Xuansu stood with his sword and said softly, "Our ancestors said that the true meaning of the sword of my Si family is protection. I always thought that I should protect the thousands of soldiers and protect my parents, but I could never understand the last move. Now I realize that I also lacked the understanding of protecting my loved ones. Today I finally understand."

This sword strike, though not enough to kill Yuan Yi, was enough to leave him defenseless.

While soaking in the hot spring, Jiang Yiqing suddenly felt uneasy, sensing that something had happened to Si Xuansu. So she left the space and searched for her in the mansion.

Upon arriving at Qiuyuan, they heard Si Xuansu's words and were speechless with shock. Xuansu stood to one side, holding a long sword, her expression cold and murderous, unlike anything they had ever seen before. Yuan Yi knelt on the ground, a sword wound in his abdomen.

Si Xuansu stood proudly alone, but with a touch of coldness, like the snow that never melts in the mountains. Yet, between her brows was a warmth born of love for her beloved, like a plum blossom in the first bloom of winter.

When Si Xuansu saw her, he put the blood-stained sword behind his back. Seeing that she came out wearing only a thin shirt, he frowned slightly and draped his outer garment over her shoulders.

Jiang Yiqing said softly, "It's good that you're alright."

She was really worried that something had happened, and it's so good to see that she's safe and sound.