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For a while, Wei Chen shook his head in disbelief, staring at Ni Junlin and said, "Sister, you can't be serious, can you?"
"Marry a fierce snake demon? I’m not crazy yet. Both Sister Wei Rou and Zhao Yu, even Ji Mei, would be better than a snake demon," Wei Chen thought, looking at Ni Junlin with evident disdain.
Ni Junlin snapped back angrily, "Don’t call me sister. Do I look that old to you?"
"Uh... well, you’ve been living on Sword Mountain for hundreds of years, right? Calling you sister is actually flattering," Wei Chen replied with a hint of malice.
Ni Junlin was furious and coldly said, "If you call me sister again, I’ll throw you off."
Wei Chen glanced down and could only vaguely see the towering mountains below. Falling from such heights was no joke.
"Alright, Ni Junlin, if you want me to marry you, there has to be some reason behind it. Inexplicably, how could I possibly marry you?" Wei Chen said helplessly.
"A reason? Hmph! In that world, I didn’t fulfill that wish. In this world, you’re so weak; do you really need a reason?" Ni Junlin implied she was going to force the issue.
Wei Chen’s expression turned strange as he wondered what would happen if he were to... with Ni Junlin. Would their offspring be human or beast? Or perhaps a hybrid?
"Fine, I’ll marry you, but it can’t be right now. I need some time to settle down first." Faced with such a fierce woman who was practically offering herself up for free—with an incredibly generous dowry—Wei Chen decided not to refuse.
"I’ll give you two years. By this time in two years, you must marry me," Ni Junlin said coldly as she fixed her gaze on Wei Chen. "Otherwise, I’ll kill you and take your Demon Lotus."
"Alright, alright! Don’t scare me like that; consider me intimidated." Wei Chen quickly called for a halt; this woman was getting more outrageous by the minute.
As Wei Chen and Ni Junlin flew toward Wushuang City, chaos had already erupted there.
Outside the city, two hundred thousand soldiers were relentlessly besieging it day and night. The ten thousand City Guard Army could only spare six thousand for defense while leaving four thousand to maintain order within Wushuang City. Although Wushuang City was easy to defend but hard to attack, the sheer number of attacking forces was overwhelming. The six thousand City Guard Army could not hold out against them for long; casualties were mounting rapidly, and it seemed Wushuang City would soon fall.
Inside the City Guard Army's main tent, Chuxiong listened to the battle reports with an increasingly grim expression.
“Xiao Lang, when will the strong from the Soul Palace arrive? My people can't hold on much longer. If Wushuang City falls, it will be useless even if the Soul Palace strongmen come!” Chuxiong was truly anxious, his tone toward Xiao Lang tinged with desperation and a hint of servility.
Xiao Lang sneered, “Just wait a little longer. They will come soon. We just need to endure through tonight.”
Outside the city, General Qian Jin of the Garrison Army was chatting and laughing with a Middle-Aged Scholar. That Middle-Aged Scholar was none other than Chuliang.
“Chuliang, Wushuang City is on the brink of collapse. Soon, you will be the lord of Wushuang City. Congratulations!”
Qian Jin held a fine wine, smiling without a trace of tension. In his seventies, he was a top-tier talent cultivated by the Chu Family and had watched Chuliang grow up, always supporting him in rising to become the head of the Chu Family and thus the lord of Wushuang City.
Chuliang raised his wine cup, leaning back against the sand, and took a hearty drink. “Uncle Qian, it’s best not to be too complacent until everything is completely settled. However, I truly appreciate your help; without you, I would have been a wandering soul by now.”
“What are you saying? You are the legitimate heir of the Chu Family; the position of lord of Wushuang City is rightfully yours and cannot escape you. Chuxiong has allied with the Sui Kingdom and the Xiao Family; he has already betrayed us and is despised by all. Not just me, but I believe even the generals of the Wushuang Army will come to assist you,” Qian Jin said cheerfully, showering Chuliang with compliments.
It was no wonder; once Wushuang City fell, Chuliang would be the only remaining heir of the Chu Family. Who else could they flatter?
“Let’s hope so. If Chuxiong dares to act this way, he must have some leverage over the Xiao Family; otherwise, no matter how greedy he is, he wouldn’t put himself in such a dangerous position,” Chuliang understood Chuxiong's nature well. That fellow had great ambition but lacked courage; he wouldn’t rebel unless under special circumstances.
Qian Jin shrugged indifferently. “In any case, he’s doomed. As for everything else, who cares? The Sui Kingdom is in such chaos right now; for the Xiao Family to meddle in Wushuang City shows their audacity.”
Chuliang froze for a moment, his brows furrowing deeper as his expression grew increasingly grim. Seeing this change in Chuliang's demeanor, Qian Jin seemed to realize something as his expression turned anxious.
“General Qian, it’s absolutely impossible for the Xiao Family father and son to come to Wushuang City at this time without some backing!” Chuliang said gravely.
Qian Jin understood Chuliang's words and pondered for a moment before quietly saying, “Could it be the Soul Palace?”
Both Chuliang and Qian Jin felt that something was amiss. They stepped out of their tent together and immediately ordered an all-out assault to capture Wushuang City in the shortest time possible.
While Chuliang and Qian Jin commanded their fierce attack, inside Wushuang City, Chuxiong ordered a desperate defense, determined to hold out through the night. The battles around the city walls became extremely brutal.
Inside the Mist Rain Tower, Musa sat on a wooden chair. In front of him, a dozen nobles from Wushuang City were trembling on the ground, sweat pouring down like rain.
Musa had been lurking in Wushuang City, and for the first time, his subordinates revealed themselves.
As the saying goes, silence is golden, but when one speaks, it can be shocking!
"Gentlemen, have you made your decision?" Musa's tone was extremely grim, carrying an air of authority that resembled a hungry lion ready to pounce.
The people present were high-ranking officials of Wushuang City, their status only second to the Chu Family. They were leaders of first-rate families who had thrived alongside the Chu Family. The renowned first tycoon, Shen Fugui, knelt at the front.
Upon hearing Musa's voice, they broke into cold sweats but dared not respond; Musa's demands were truly life-threatening!
Musa was in no hurry. He quietly waited, his sinister gaze sweeping across the room. The overwhelming aura of a Spirit Realm Ninth Layer warrior was unabashedly released, enveloping the entire hall.
Shen Fugui and the others raised their heads in shock. They only dared to glance at Musa briefly before hastily lowering their heads again.
"Musa is actually a powerful Soul Warrior!"
"Truly worthy of being from the Ling Sheng Dynasty; his methods are ruthless and his strength formidable!"
"Could it be that if we obey him, there’s still a chance for Last Chance?"
The nobles kneeling on the ground each harbored their own thoughts. Familiar faces exchanged furtive glances but still couldn't muster the resolve to act.
What Musa wanted them to do was akin to walking a tightrope with their lives hanging in the balance!
"I will give you one incense stick's worth of time to consider. Help me, and there will be a chance for Last Chance; defy my will, and you will receive no antidote. Within three days, you will rot away and die."
Musa spoke coldly, his icy eyes slowly scanning the room. The nobles were nearly frightened out of their wits. They had been hiding safely at home when suddenly they were captured by this powerful mysterious figure and forced to swallow poison, becoming puppets in Musa's hands.
In the past, Musa, who had always been harmless and focused solely on making money, now revealed a side that left the nobles of Wushuang City in shock. They had heard rumors that Musa from Mist Rain Tower was not someone to be trifled with, but they never expected him to be this formidable.
As a stick of incense burned down quickly, Musa calmly asked, "So, what do you think? Have you made your decision?"
"I have made my decision; I am willing to follow your orders!"
"Our Wang family fully supports you in taking control of Wushuang City!"
"The Li Family is ready to serve you!"
An hour later, elite members from the top families of Wushuang City launched an assault on the Lord's Mansion. The City Guard Army was preoccupied with defending against the Garrison Army's attacks and had left few soldiers to guard the Lord's Mansion, which was easily taken over by the experts from the first-rate families.
The next step involved the various factions within the Chu Family's residences. Similarly, the City Guard Army had not stationed many troops at these locations, and soon all the Chu Family residences fell under Musa's control. He did not make things difficult for the elderly, women, and children of the Chu Family; instead, he treated them with care.
In this regard, he outperformed Chuxiong, who was a true member of the Chu Family.
Musa understood deeply that to take control of Wushuang City, the lingering influence of the Chu Family was his greatest obstacle. Treating the people of the Chu Family kindly could help him cultivate a savior image—why not take advantage of that?
While the City Guard Army fought desperately against Chuliang and Qian Jin's Garrison Army, they were oblivious to what was happening within Wushuang City. By the time news reached Chuxiong and Xiao Lang, they found themselves at a loss.
"Musa? How could he be involved in this?" Xiao Lang had also heard of Musa's reputation; in Wushuang City, he was one person no one wanted to provoke.
Chuxiong pondered for a moment before shaking his head. "I have no ties with Musa. His actions must be aimed at seizing Wushuang City. This situation is becoming more interesting."
At this point, Chuxiong had completely abandoned any thoughts of monopolizing Wushuang City. As long as he could preserve himself amid this chaos, it would be considered a success.
With a slight sigh, Chuxiong added, "Now we can only hope for powerful figures from Soul Palace to arrive. Relying solely on my City Guard Army won't be enough to contend with any side."
Xiao Lang and Xiao Xuan no longer pressed Chuxiong; given the circumstances, waiting for powerful figures from Soul Palace was their only option.
The Garrison Army launched a fierce assault throughout the night, and by the time dawn broke, the South Gate of Wushuang City finally fell. Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Garrison Army surged through the gate, advancing towards the Lord's Manor. Soon, the other three gates were breached as well, and the Garrison Army rushed towards the center of Wushuang City—the Lord's Manor.
Musa commanded a temporary coalition formed by the Wushuang City Aristocratic Forces to defend the manor, alongside a unit of Elite Black-Clad Horsemen clad in uniform, exuding an aura of menace as they hovered above the manor.
They were all Fifth-Grade Spirit Realm Experts!
The squad consisted of thirty-six members, drawing countless astonished gazes. The appearance of so many Fifth-Rank Soul Warriors at once was unprecedented within the Liao Kingdom.
Musa's trump card had finally been revealed.
As the Garrison Army approached the Lord's Manor, they halted in their tracks. The sight of thirty-six flying Soul Warriors was too overwhelming; many soldiers lacked even the courage to charge forward and retreated in fear.
Chuliang and Qian Jin, protected within their ranks, arrived at the front of the Lord's Manor. Upon seeing the thirty-six figures in black, Chuliang felt a sinking sensation in his heart, his expression turning despondent as he bitterly smiled and said, "It seems we have nothing to do with this anymore. The Mistress of the Misty Rain Tower truly deserves her reputation among the major forces of the Ling Sheng Dynasty; she travels with so many Fifth-Rank guards."
Qian Jin nodded in agreement. With those thirty-six experts present, Musa was already in an invincible position.
But just then, a similarly formidable group flew in rapidly!
"Hahaha! Musa, you defeated wretch! I didn't expect to find you here. Today, we shall settle this!" A booming voice pierced through the air, echoing from several miles away!
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