Outside a courtyard gate, several maids glanced at the tightly closed door and whispered:
"I heard that the king has woken up, and he even brought a woman back with him?"
"Woman? What woman? Tell me about it."
"I don't know about that. I've only heard that the woman has a rather pretty face. Perhaps it's not what we think. Have you forgotten that the king has always liked to collect all kinds of beautiful faces?"
"But the king has never used the faces of living people, nor has he collected the faces of women."
...
inside the house,
The bed was shrouded in layers of black gauze, and a person could be vaguely seen lying inside.
At that moment, the conversation outside the door suddenly stopped, and the maid stared wide-eyed and collapsed to the ground.
Fresh blood slowly dripped from the sharp blade onto the ground, then gradually seeped into the cracks between the bricks.
"I have only been away for a short hundred years, and this is how you manage the entire palace?"
"Your Majesty, please forgive us. These maids are pure ghost yin bodies. We originally thought that placing them here might be of some benefit to Your Majesty's cultivation."
"I never expected that these maids, presuming on their status, would disregard palace rules."
The man's eyes flashed with malice. "Hmph, but I feel that you all don't take me seriously."
"In that case, you should go down and keep these maids company."
The next second, the man screamed as a sword pierced his heart, and his body vanished into thin air.
Seeing this, the others trembled and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Jiang Xun glanced coldly at the people kneeling on the ground and said in a low voice, "Get out of here now!"
Having received their orders, those people quickly breathed a sigh of relief, got up, and left the place.
Lu Fuyue, who was in a coma, was awakened by these chaotic sounds. She opened her eyes in a daze and found that she seemed to be alive and had arrived in a new place.
She propped herself up on the bed with both hands, then sat up and looked around. Various exquisite and precious ornaments were neatly arranged in different parts of the room.
Not far from the bed, a wisp of sandalwood incense rose slowly above the three-legged square cauldron and nine-dragon incense burner, filling the room with a faint fragrance.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a man dressed in black with gold cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs walked in. His eyes met those of the person who sat up on the bed for a moment.
He raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and lifted the curtain made of the thousand-year-old black jade incense beads. Then, with a large stride, he quickly appeared in front of Lu Fuyue, saying with a playful tone, "It is said that one should repay the one who saves one's life with one's body. I think it is feasible."
Lu Fuyue looked up at the man and saw that he was extremely handsome with sharp features and a tall and straight figure. However, his every move carried an indescribable sense of wickedness.
She lowered her eyes and paused. "Senior is joking."
"I thank you in advance for saving my life. In order to repay you, I can do some things for you that do not violate your principles, but these things do not include repaying you with my body."
Jiang Xun was slightly taken aback, then sat on the bed, his tall and upright body leaning towards Lu Fuyue, and stopped a fist's distance from her head.
Then, he propped himself up on the soft blanket beside Lu Fuyue's waist with one hand, looked down at her slightly messy and fluffy head, his eyes darkening slightly. When his gaze fell down to the slightly undulating white flesh, he paused again.
A powerful sense of oppression washed over her, and Lu Fuyue instantly tensed up, lowering her head and remaining silent.
For some reason, this person seemed to know her, but she had never seen him before.
A magnetic, deep voice slowly sounded in her ear, "So, how do you intend to repay this king?"
The tense, suffocating atmosphere suddenly froze.
Lu Fuyue remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, "Then according to your opinion?"
Jiang Xun's gaze suddenly shifted, landing on the fine downy hairs on Lu Fuyue's profile. He laughed, "Since that's the case, I won't make things difficult for you. I'm still short of a personal maid, so how about you serve as my maid for half a year?"
Lu Fuyue thought about it. Half a year was indeed not a long time for a cultivator. Although the purpose of this person saving her was unclear, settling the karmic debt between her and him was the most important thing.
Moreover, the Fire Strings are also located here.
So Lu Fuyue nodded, "Then it's a deal."
Jiang Xun raised an eyebrow and smiled, casually taking out a token and tossing it to Lu Fuyue, "Since you're already mine, let's stamp it."
"This is my Xuanming Token. From now on, in the entire city of Zhongdu, you will not have to fear anyone except me."
...
As Lu Fuyue touched the spider lily pattern on the token, she remembered the words left behind by the old woman ghost when her clone disappeared on the banks of the River of Oblivion. Suddenly, she gripped the token tighter and tighter.
Although the clone was destroyed, the Ghost Granny's cultivation level was definitely affected. But even so, if she came looking for her, she would not be able to contend with the Ghost Granny.
It seems the only way to avoid her is to rely on Jiang Xun's help.
In the following days, due to her still-recovering health, Lu Fuyue did not stay by Jiang Xun's side but instead stayed in her room to recuperate.
She was seriously injured in the Desolate Abyss, which caused her to feel pain all over her body whenever she used her spiritual power. The scars on her body had only healed temporarily, and the rest would bleed if she moved even slightly.
Jiang Xun sent people to bring many spiritual herbs, especially the ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus fruit, which can repair the skin and nourish the appearance.
However, Lu Fuyue did not use it. With her constitution, these injuries would gradually heal on their own in a few days, without the need for external force. On the contrary, using too many spiritual medicines would only make her injuries heal more slowly.
On the banks of the River of Oblivion
As the two twin spider lilies swayed in the wind, a gentle breeze suddenly swept by, and the old woman ghost appeared abruptly in the sea of spider lilies. She watched as the white one gradually showed signs of withering, and even her own form seemed somewhat listless.
Her eyes flashed with malice, and she casually struck out with her palm. Instantly, waves splashed dozens of feet high along the entire Wangchuan River, and countless souls hidden underwater screamed in agony.
"Messenger, spare my life! Messenger, spare my life..."
"Spare my life? You told you to stop that female cultivator, and this is how you try to fool me?"
“Envoy, how dare we disobey in public? At that time… at that time, someone secretly stopped us, which is why we were unable to take action.”
The old woman clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and slowly asked, "Who is it?"
"In this underworld, who dares to snatch someone from my hands?"
"We couldn't see the person clearly either, but as soon as we got close to him, our entire soul trembled, as if it would dissipate in the next second."
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