owlsbooks Chapter 207 Entanglement
Chapter 207 Entanglement
Upon hearing this voice, Yang Silang shuddered and nearly exploded.
"Li Xing'er...no...Mo Xinlian..."
He gritted his teeth and transmitted his voice through the black ring.
"You've really put me in a lot of trouble..."
Mo Xinlian on the other end was clearly taken aback, her tone instantly turned colder, and she stopped calling him "husband".
"Yang Silang, what happened?"
Yang Silang was furious.
"Fairy Mo, from now on, if you're going to use a pseudonym, can you at least use one that doesn't repeat itself?!"
"Do you know that you almost killed me?"
Mo Xinlian's voice came through, sounding very puzzled.
"What happened?"
"What's wrong with the pseudonym I used, Li Xing'er?"
Seeing that the cat demon was still confused, Yang Silang suppressed his anger and briefly recounted what had happened a few days ago.
How the nine-tailed fox was found.
They first noticed the suspicious points based on the alias Li Xing'er, and then confirmed her identity through her subtle actions. They watched the two of them act out their roles for more than ten days from the top of the cabin.
Finally, they came knocking on our door.
"If I hadn't been quick-witted, I would have almost been dead, you know that?" Yang Silang's anger hadn't subsided. "Do you know how I've endured these past few days?"
The black ring remained silent until Mo Xinlian's stammering voice came from within.
"Oh... have I ever used the name Li Xing'er?"
"I don't remember..."
"Shiro, she didn't do anything to you, did she?"
"Was your cultivation destroyed? Or were your limbs cut off and turned into human sticks?"
"Don't worry, if she dares to hurt you, I will definitely avenge you!"
"I knew Hu Jiaoniang was a vicious fox; she wouldn't dare do anything to me, so she's taking out her anger on you..."
Mo Xinlian's voice was extremely anxious from within the black ring.
"Shiro, tell me quickly, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Silang: "..."
He hesitated for a moment, unable to say that he had actually been living a pretty good life lately.
He received a jar of Yin-Yang Rebirth Tea, a Black Dragon Bow, and the Nine-Tailed Fox promised him another generous gift.
Even on official grounds, he became her cousin who had appeared out of nowhere.
By the way, the nine-tailed fox's name is Hu Jiaoniangyao, which suits her quite well.
"Uh..." Yang Silang stammered, "Well, I'm doing alright now..."
Mo Xinlian's voice was frantic within the black ring.
"No, Silang, you are such a good person, and she is so vicious."
"Is something you're finding difficult to talk about?"
"Oh my god, you weren't sexually assaulted by her, were you? That vixen is so shameless."
"How dare she do such a thing? I knew it. She would try to take anything or anyone that belongs to Mo Xinlian from me."
Yang Silang was completely baffled; what did this have to do with anything?
"What are you thinking about...?"
Besides, we're not one of yours.
Seeing that Mo Xinlian's thoughts were about to continue to wander, becoming more and more off-topic.
Yang Silang quickly stopped her from speaking.
"Uh... my lady..." Now it was Yang Silang's turn to advise her to calm down, "It's not as bad as you think."
"She didn't lay a finger on me."
"I'm actually doing pretty well right now."
Mo Xinlian's voice was choked with emotion.
"I have such a deep grudge against her."
"You're someone close to me, how could you possibly be doing well?"
"Yang Lang, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. I will repay her tenfold or a hundredfold for what she did."
Yang Silang realized that he had no choice but to tell the truth.
Don't turn around, Mo Xinlian storms the palace and fights the nine-tailed fox.
"Ahem..." Yang Silang coughed. "Let me explain slowly."
"Thanks to my silver tongue, I've actually been living quite comfortably lately."
He began his story by recounting how Hu Jiaoniang came to his door.
She recounted how she used her intelligence and wit to feign a Daoist partnership with Mo Xinlian, thus escaping a calamity—of course, now that I think about it, Hu Jiaoniang probably didn't have much murderous intent at all; she was simply trying to scare him.
Later, he lived a life of telling stories every day, which Hu Jiaoniang found very enjoyable, and he was quite generous with his money.
Of course, the topic of Hu Jiaoniang asking me who was more beautiful, Wu or Mo Xinlian, was omitted, because he had admitted that Hu Jiaoniang was incredibly beautiful.
He only said that he later got involved in a lawsuit, and it was Hu Jiaoniang who stepped in to get him out of prison quickly.
In short—Shiro is doing relatively well now, so please don't go berserk.
A questioning voice came from within the black ring.
"what?"
"Is she really that good?"
"Is she really that kind? She must be plotting revenge against me, scheming and plotting something."
"Hmph, I have a blood feud with her, how could I let you off so easily?"
"Hiss... Si Lang, why don't you grovel and fawn over that fox demon?"
Yang Silang was displeased upon hearing this.
"My wife, you've misunderstood me."
"A mortal enemy, how can you soften your stance and make them relent?"
"But then again..." Yang Silang recalled something that had been puzzling him, "What exactly is the cause of your grudge?"
"Hu Jiaoniang doesn't seem like a ruthless person."
"Could it be that you caused this big trouble first?"
In the black ring opposite, Mo Xinlian's voice sounded like she was stuck, making one feel guilty.
"Haha... How could that be..."
"This happened so long ago..."
"I'd forgotten all about it..."
"My husband, I am relieved that everything is going well for you."
"You've been putting on a show with her for a while now, I'm sorry to have put you through that..."
"I've been really busy lately. I'll come find you after I'm done, and I'll be there to support you..."
Yang Silang called out several times, but there was no response from the other side.
He slapped his thigh in anger.
"Ink Lotus!"
What do you mean by "too long ago to remember"? It's simply that they dare not mention it, and this part of the content is missing from the relevant memories they've entrusted to themselves. What else could it be but a guilty conscience?
He was now certain that the feud between the two was caused by Mo Xinlian, that reckless cat.
That's why she felt so guilty in front of Hu Jiaoniang.
This woman isn't clever in other matters, but she's quick to slip away and has a whole repertoire of words to say.
Pooh!
Scumbag!
Yang Silang had hoped that the contact would offer him some advice, intelligence, or other support, but it turned out to be completely useless.
Why are you calling out Mo Xinlian's name?
He's angry.
Suddenly a voice rang out from inside the room.
He turned his head to look.
There stood the nine-tailed fox spirit, Consort Hu Jiaoniang, wearing a black cloak, who had somehow managed to sit down in a chair.
He looked down again, and the fox tattoo on his arm remained unchanged.
Oh no, the real body has arrived tonight.
Moreover, using some unknown secret technique, there wasn't even a trace of demonic energy fluctuation, completely deceiving my senses.
"Greetings, Your Majesty..." Yang Silang immediately put on a troubled expression.
"It's nothing. I was just thinking that Mo Xinlian was too heartless, not contacting me for so long, and I was very resentful, so I called her name unintentionally."
Yang Silang was unsure of Hu Jiaoniang's true feelings towards Mo Xinlian.
If he guessed wrong and said that Mo Xinlian had just contacted him, who knew if Hu Jiaoniang would storm off in anger?
It's best to play it safe.
Hu Jiaoniang looked puzzled.
"Oh?"
"is that so?"
Yang Silang said yes decisively, and hurriedly asked why the Empress had not come for several days, not even in her presence, thus changing the subject.
Hu Jiaoniang gently touched her forehead, her face showing signs of fatigue.
"Well, it's nothing."
"Emperor Yongchang wants to cultivate, and he needs my assistance in his cultivation."
"So it was delayed for a few days."
Yang Silang was taken aback.
He had seen related content in Mo Xinlian's memories.
Throughout history, true emperors have been protected by the power of the people's wishes, commonly known as the protection of dragon energy. This is a great supernatural power that makes them fearless of any external forces or evil spirits. They are not good at attacking, but they are first-rate at self-defense.
The emperor can practice martial arts to strengthen his body, but he cannot cultivate Taoism; the reason behind this is unknown.
What did Emperor Yongchang cultivate?
Taoist arts?
Hu Jiaoniang did not want to say more about this topic, so she casually asked a question instead.
"Didn't you say a few days ago that you were going to Jinghe Mausoleum to comprehend the true meaning of the Martial Saint?"
"How effective is the comprehension?"
"I just remembered that I saw that stone once before, and there was something wrong with it."
"However, I heard that thieves attempted to rob the Jinghe Mausoleum, and during the fight, they destroyed the shadow stone. Do you know the details?"
Yang Silang thought to himself, "It seems that Hu Jiaoniang's memory isn't very good either."
However, he was also worried that Hu Jiaoniang might remember to ask about Mo Xinlian.
With a quick glance, he recounted the events depicted in the Jinghe Mausoleum Shadow Stone.
In any case, all the thieves had already been imprisoned along with Long Shuji. From the emperor down to the officials, the matter had been settled, and no further trouble was desired.
Sharing secrets with Hu Jiaoniang can also bring the two closer, since that unruly cat is unreliable, and it's better to appease the sugar daddy first.
He omitted the part about his own merits and the golden light, as well as the two Martial Saint Divine Will Seeds he received as a gift. He only said that he had a keen sense of perception and saw the two people with bloody tears in their eyes, trapped in the formation, and having their Martial Saint True Will being continuously absorbed.
Hu Jiaoniang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sneered.
"These emperors."
"Emperor Yongchang sought immortality, as did Emperor Jinghe."
"He is truly unworthy of being a monarch."
Yang Silang's ears twitched. Hmm, it seems that the relationship between this favored concubine and Emperor Yongchang is quite intriguing.
Hu Jiaoniang said slowly.
"I don't know how Emperor Jinghe planned this, after all, he has been dead for more than seventy years."
"However, I have seen the palace archives. This late emperor had a serious illness in his middle age and almost died."
"I suspect that he caused too much fighting and turmoil in the world, which caused his dragon aura protective supernatural power to malfunction and suffer a backlash. Later, he ordered the two martial saints to make door god shadow stones, and he gradually recovered and lived for many more years."
"Both were door gods, but Emperor Taizu of Tang was upright and honest; our Emperor Jinghe was clearly malicious."
"The formation you described doesn't sound like it's for borrowing life force, but rather for warding off disaster and changing one's luck."
"The martial saint's blood and energy are vigorous and masculine. He has refined his divine will, causing all evil to retreat. He can absorb this energy to suppress the ailments on his body and transfer the calamities from his body."
"Of course, those two Martial Saints were unlucky; they were killed within a few years."
"From your description, the formation was still in operation after Emperor Jinghe died, which means he suffered a lot of misfortunes."
"Now that the two Martial Saints within the Shadow Stone are no longer there to restrain it, hiss..." Hu Jiaoniang revealed a gloating expression, "Won't that Emperor's corpse beneath the Treasure Peak turn into an evil entity?"
"Hmm, several Grandmasters of Golden Marrow and Daoist cultivators are plotting to enter the Golden Summit... There must be a conspiracy."
Hu Jiaoniang suddenly smiled.
"This is the empire of his Great Shun Dynasty; let Emperor Yongchang figure out these troubles himself."
"Alright, let's not talk about these annoying things anymore."
"Go ahead and start talking..."
She was much more affectionate towards Yang Silang, clearly very satisfied that he had honestly recounted everything that had happened in the imperial tomb; her attitude was commendable.
Yang Silang felt somewhat regretful that he couldn't hear any more gossip.
However, the patron had a request, so he coughed, stood in front of the drum, and began to speak.
This lecture lasted until dawn.
Yang Silang told the story ten more times, ending with Red Boy kidnapping Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong heading to the Fire Cloud Cave to rescue his master.