Chapter 617: Chapter 190: Forgetting the Wedding Night, Tempering the Soul to Forge a New World

Li Yuan said, "But I might dislike you."

Xie Yu clenched her fists tightly. Her rosy little face turned pale, and her eyes flashed with an "undisguisable murderous intent."

Li Yuan walked out the door, saying, "I’ll have the maid heat another bucket."

...

Much later...

It was already the third watch of the night.

The newlyweds finally finished their bath, each wearing undergarments.

Li Yuan said, "Oh no, I bathed too early tonight. Now I can’t practice my swordsmanship."

Xie Yu looked up at the moon and said, "It’s already midnight."

Li Yuan said, "But if I get in the mood, I could practice my sword for three days and nights."

Xie Yu said, "Then..."

Li Yuan said, "I’m going to practice my sword first."

And with that, he took his sword and went out under the moon.

Although he liked beauties, tonight’s Xie Yu was charming, as alluring as a flower waiting to be picked, tender and fragrant. However... once he truly immersed himself in the spiritual world of "Ximen Gucheng," he found the sword more appealing.

Ximen Gucheng was a fusion of two figures he formed after transmigrating.

One was "Sword God" Ximen Chuixue, and the other was "City Lord Baiyun" Ye Gucheng.

Though these two had different stances, they were true swordsmen, devoted to the sword, ethereal as divine spirits of the outside world.

In that battle on the Forbidden Peak, Ximen Chuixue was actually half a step behind.

Why?

Simply because he was a divine spirit originally.

But this divine spirit became tainted with human world desires, so he fell from the heavens and became human.

His sword was no longer a Divine Sword, but Ye Gucheng’s sword remained an Immortal Sword, thus "A sword from the West, an immortal from beyond the heavens."

Tonight, after a long contemplation of martial arts and immersing himself in such a spirit, Li Yuan truly began to transform into "Ximen Gucheng."

In acting, this is called "getting into character and not being able to come out," but this was exactly what Li Yuan needed.

Xie Yu lay at the window of the bridal chamber, watching the red candles weep and crackle slightly, and then watching the bright moon set west while a solitary figure wielded a sword. Suddenly she got angry, but it was no use being angry. She just turned and dashed into the mandarin duck embroidered quilt, lifting the silk covers and diving in.

Her long legs kicked wildly under the covers, muttering, "Blockhead, big blockhead, big, big, big blockhead!!"

...

Xie Yu woke up, took a glance outside the window.

The bridegroom was still in his pajamas practicing swordsmanship.

...

Three days later.

Li Yuan was still spirited and practicing swordsmanship.

At this moment, he suddenly entered a state of selflessness.

He wondered, "If this world is truly composed of Yin Qi and Yang Qi, then could I perceive Tai Chi?"

’The Dao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Dao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name.’

He had skimmed through a few books by Laozi and Zhuangzi.

He began to visualize Xie Yu’s moves, pondering repeatedly how to use the weakest force to neutralize them.

He wanted to defeat strength with skill.

Although this seemed inconceivable to anyone else, he wondered why not? At least, it was worth a try.

...

Meanwhile, in another manor.

Xie Yu, sporting two large dark circles under her eyes, was chatting with Xie Wei, confiding about her recent married life.

Xie Wei was in stitches, laughing so hard she couldn’t close her mouth.

Xie Yu said speechlessly, "I suspect he doesn’t understand what it means to be a couple..."

Xie Wei said, "How could there be a man who doesn’t understand that?"

Xie Yu said, "Big brother doesn’t understand."

Xie Wei laughed again, so hard she doubled over, her shoulders shaking with mirth, and said, "Should we let him and big brother go hang out?"

Xie Yu gritted her teeth and said, "I haven’t even slept, so how can I let big brother sleep? Tonight... tonight... I must make sure he sleeps with me!"

Seeing her sister like this, Xie Wei laughed but also felt inexplicably reassured: Xie Yu being able to say such things indicated she truly found a good match. This way, she could proceed with the political marriage with peace of mind.

The Emperor is not that simple.

Therefore, she, Xie Wei, couldn’t be simple either.

After Xie Yu left, she clapped her hands softly, and two men in grey, carrying numerous scrolls in their arms, emerged from the shadows behind her.

The grey-clad men bowed to Xie Wei and then placed the scrolls before her.

In Mingyue Prefecture, Xie Feng led "Thirty Thousand Hanzhou Iron Cavalry," but the person in charge of the "Hanzhou Dark Guard" had always been mysterious. Some suspected Xie Wei and Xie Yu, but they quickly dismissed their conclusions.

However, in fact, the one in charge of the "Hanzhou Dark Guard" was Xie Wei.

This was truly a spear and a shield; one wielded powerful forces, the other controlled information. One swept through with unstoppable force, openly and forthrightly, while the other was unpredictable, hidden in the shadows.

If not for this, how would the Commander dare to let Xie Wei become the Empress?

At that moment, Xie Wei glanced at the scrolls, then suddenly asked, "What about Ximen Gucheng?"

The grey-clad man respectfully said, "Young Master Ximen appeared out of nowhere, with not a single piece of information."

Xie Wei asked, "And the overseas islands?"

The grey-clad man said, "Still investigating, but the East Sea is difficult to traverse with many demon fiends, I’m afraid..."

Xie Wei slightly lowered her gaze and said, "Understood."

The grey-clad men bowed and retreated, disappearing into the shadows as soon as they entered.