A Three Inch Adorable Wife Hidden in the Sleeve of the Chu King - Chapter 83

Chapter 83

“What just happened?”

The officials watching the commotion were utterly bewildered.

“Didn’t see it clearly, but it seemed like that disciple of the National Master was blasted away.”

Looking back, indeed Yu Tianlang was lying on the ground, having coughed up a fair amount of blood, with no strength left to even get up.

The crowd turned pale.

This girl… just what is her background?

Qin Fengmian hurried over to Bai Cheng’s side, lowering his voice, “Master, did you catch a glimpse of what happened?”

Bai Cheng nodded.

Qin Fengmian’s expression of shock was impossible to conceal, “Spirit-Power Blademaking, is this truly a realm that humans can reach?”

He had only heard of it in legends.

The last person capable of such a boundary was the mystical founding emperor over a hundred years ago.

Could it be that this girl is a descendant of the Great Emperor?

But that doesn’t seem right either, aren’t the descendants of the Great Emperor from the Murong family?

Moreover, there are rumors that the Great Emperor never married and died without leaving an heir.

Regardless, Qin Fengmian had his eyes opened today.

The ordinary officials could not comprehend Spirit-Power Blademaking with their mortal eyes, but Bai Cheng and his few disciples saw it clearly.

That strike just now, Jiang Xiaoxiao had held back, otherwise Yu Tianlang would not still be alive.

The struck Yu Tianlang felt like he was dreaming even until now.

Spirit-Power Blademaking, Spirit-Power Blademaking…

Apart from the legendary Great Emperor, there was actually someone who had cultivated to such a divine realm.

“Master…” He looked towards Bai Cheng.

Bai Cheng’s expression darkened, “Why don’t you hurry and apologize to the Director?”

With the support of his fellow disciples, Yu Tianlang struggled to his feet, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and lowered his head, “Director, your powers are formidable. Earlier, I was reckless. Please forgive me.”𝑅read latest ch𝒂pters at n/𝒐v(e)lbi𝒏(.)co/m

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked towards the others, “Anyone else want to take me on?”

The crowd dared not make a sound.

“If not, then I’ll go to sleep.”

After Jiang Xiaoxiao said that, she stepped down from the high platform and walked towards Xie Xun.

Xie Xun asked her, “Sleep here or go home?”

“Either is fine.”

After Jiang Xiaoxiao said that, she obediently extended her hand to let Xie Xun hold it.

She hadn’t intended to reveal her trump card so soon, but there were too many of them. If she had to face their challenges one by one, she would get tired. It was better to just reveal her trump card and give them a show of force.

Moreover, she couldn’t expose her identity as a disciple of the Heavenly Master’s Mansion. The techniques cultivated at the Heavenly Master’s Mansion, she couldn’t easily use in the future. If she wanted to quickly subdue these people, she had no choice but to reveal her trump card.

Spirit-Power Blademaking was something her little Shixiong taught her through the stone door when she brought him food. It wasn’t a technique from the Heavenly Master’s Mansion.

Her little Shixiong said that her talents and physique were special, her Spiritual Power was overflowing, and Spirit-Power Blademaking required an abundance of Spiritual Power as a foundation, so it suited her to learn this.

Now it seemed the effect was quite good.

Xie Xun directly took Jiang Xiaoxiao back to the Prince of Chu’s manor.

Leaving behind the astonished officials and disciples of the National Master.

The officials soon dispersed, but the disciples of the National Master remained, recounting that scene from before.

It happened quickly, but everyone saw it clearly.

“Master, your disciple was wrong.”

Yu Tianlang clutched his chest, standing before Bai Cheng, not even daring to raise his head, “Your disciple was blindly arrogant, judging by appearances, almost disgracing our school’s reputation.”

Bai Cheng sighed, “Never mind, go back and recuperate.”

Not to mention Yu Tianlang, even he had doubted Jiang Xiaoxiao the first time he saw her.

But the facts proved that he had misjudged her.

Spirit-Power Blademaking was a realm that only existed in legends.

Just which sect is this girl from?

It doesn’t seem like the Heavenly Master’s Mansion teaches this either!

On the way back to the manor, Jiang Xiaoxiao leaned on Xie Xun’s shoulder and fell asleep.

When getting out of the carriage, Xie Xun carried her horizontally, his movements very gentle, all the way back to the main courtyard, placing her on the soft bedding.

Earlier at the Yin Yang Office, Xie Xun had clearly seen Jiang Xiaoxiao’s Spirit-Power Blademaking.

Even if he didn’t understand cultivation, he could guess from Bai Cheng’s reaction that Xiaoxiao was very powerful, more powerful than he could imagine.

But in his heart, she was just a little girl who needed him to personally feed and take care of.

After covering Jiang Xiaoxiao with a blanket, Xie Xun didn’t leave, keeping watch by her bedside.

Jiang Xiaoxiao slept until the afternoon before waking up to see Xie Xun sitting by the bed. She let out a yawn and sat up.

Xie Xun looked at her, “You didn’t have lunch, are you hungry?”

“Hungry,” Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded.

“Wash your face first, I’ll go to the kitchen and prepare something for you to eat.”

In order to personally make food for Jiang Xiaoxiao, Xie Xun had a small kitchen set up in his courtyard.

Earlier, when Madam Song saw Jiang Xiaoxiao being carried back by Xie Xun, she was worried she might be ill and came to check on her.

Just as she entered, she saw Xie Xun busying himself in the small kitchen.

Madam Song was stunned for a moment.

Previously, the steward had told her that the Prince had a small kitchen set up in his courtyard so he could personally cook for Jiang Xiaoxiao, but Madam Song didn’t believe it.

She never expected to see it with her own eyes today.

Madam Song looked at Xie Xun diligently cooking in the kitchen, then at Jiang Xiaoxiao who had moved a small stool to sit obediently by the door, waiting for her food, and suddenly she smiled.

These two didn’t seem out of place at all.

This must be what the old saying meant by “a match made in heaven.”

Madam Song went over and gently asked Jiang Xiaoxiao a few questions.

After hearing that Jiang Xiaoxiao was just tired and had no other issues, Madam Song felt relieved.

Since Xie Xun was already in the kitchen, Madam Song didn’t feel it was appropriate to offer to make food for Jiang Xiaoxiao.

After a few more words, she left.

It didn’t take long before Jiang Xiaoxiao was eating piping hot dishes.

With food in her stomach, she felt energized and grounded.

However, she had only taken a few bites when the doorman rushed in with an urgent report that Qin Fengmian had arrived with an extremely pressing matter.

No matter how urgent, it couldn’t disrupt her little Xiaoxiao’s meal.

Xie Xun darkened his expression, “Let him wait!”

Jiang Xiaoxiao figured it must be about the Yin Yang Office, so she quickened her pace of eating.

Xie Xun noticed and frowned, “No matter what it is, it’s not more important than you eating. Don’t rush and hurt your stomach just for those people.”