Chapter 89: 089: Stolen Love – 500 Monthly Tickets, 58K Added, Please Subscribe

He first observed Wang Lan's condition on the ground, found she could still hold on for a while, so Wang Wu did not appear right away and kept watching the love drama in progress.

"Why, senior brother, why!??"

Xiao Xue looked at Song Yu with sorrow, her voice already tinged with madness. Because she deals with demons daily, Wang Wu sensed that this woman might soon be possessed.

"I... I love you so much, I clearly..."

Speaking, Xiao Xue stepped forward. As she moved, a surge of aura burst from her, frightening Song Yu, whose hand slipped and he sat down on the ground, repeatedly stepping back.

Wang Lan also fell to the ground, her head hanging toward the earth in a strange posture.

The female cultivator named Xiao Xue was considerably stronger than Song Yu; Song Yu was in the Mortal Realm, while Xiao Xue had transcended the mortal stage, being in a later transcended stage, even surpassing that cultivator Lu Xing.

That is, the cultivator surnamed Lu; that fellow, though wealthy, had rather average strength.

"You clearly... you were so good to me, so why, why!??"

Xiao Xue screamed, lunged at Song Yu on the ground, frantically tearing his clothes as well as her own.

"I... I... clearly, as long as senior brother you want, as long as senior brother you desire, my body, my everything can be yours!! Senior brother, senior brother!!"

"I love you! I love you!! Senior brother!!!"

Wang Wu then walked over, watching the scene before him, and gently placed his hand on Wang Lan's neck.

Wang Lan tilted her head, her eyes clearly vacant, and through the split in her neck one could see her stark white cervical vertebrae.

Honestly, she's quite beautiful; this woman's bone structure is good, though bone structure seems unrelated to the cervical bones.

Wang Wu had seen many dead bones in Wang Gu Lin, though he didn't know whether they were male or female, and this was the first time he saw such beautiful bones.

However among the living, Zhao Xingyue's spinal bones are no worse than hers, perhaps even a bit stronger; but considering the gap in their strength, the two should be considered on par.

After all, cultivation strengthens the skeleton; the so‑called "Immortal Jade Bones" refer to a cultivator's bones.

Oh right, also Zi Yuan; Zi Yuan's bones are more demonic, after all she is a demon, but they're also quite beautiful, on the same level as Zhao Xingyue's bones—no, a bit stronger, no... never mind, still a bit stronger.

Not a great review, honestly.

"Ho, ho..." The split in Wang Lan's neck spewed crimson blood mist, but suddenly a gentle push came to one cheek, and her gaze slowly returned to normal.

Accompanied by a sensation he had only felt once but was firmly etched in his mind, pressing on her neck, an incredibly cool aura emanated from that spot, continuously flowing into her body.

"Don't speak yet."

A familiar voice sounded beside her ear, re‑consolidating her gradually scattered mind and bringing her back to reality.

"Junior sister, junior sister... don't, I, I...!!"

Not far away, Song Yu's voice still echoed; Wang Lan's eyes turned that way, but after a glance she paid no further attention.

As the aura kept flowing in, she could clearly feel her cut wound continuously re‑joining.

"Wang, Young Hero Wang...?"

Wang Lan kept moving her eyes, trying to locate Wang Wu who was healing her, but she saw nothing.

Only after a moment did she notice that the air outline on her left side seemed a bit different.

The aura kept flowing in, and her condition improved steadily. At that moment, with her mind now clear, she felt the circulating Qi inside and her recovering body, and instantly realized something.

Wang Wu was transferring his life Qi to her.

One can't blame that both of them reached the same conclusion while receiving Wang Wu's true Qi therapy, after all, in most cases the only method that can achieve such a healing effect at this moment is this one.

At that instant, Wang Lan felt as if her heart was being seized and stopped beating.

"Wang, Young Hero Wang, Young Hero Wang he, he, he..."

Her ears kept hearing Song Yu's pleas and Xiao Xue's frantic, love‑filled confession to Song Yu, but Wang Lan completely ignored them.

After a long while, Wang Wu's figure appeared in the air beside her. The moment she saw Wang Wu, her eyes could no longer look away.

The overwhelming shock left her speechless, followed by trembling—intense shaking that ran from her body to her soul.

Finally, a torrent of extreme sweetness and joy erupted, along with a sudden, overwhelming fear and worry that instantly covered all other emotions.

"You can speak now."

Wang Wu's hand brushed a circle over Wang Lan's already scarred neck, nodded satisfied, and said.

Then, standing up from the ground, he looked toward the two people over there.

Ahead on the ground, the trembling Xiao Xue sensed the movement behind her, and her body froze instantly.

"Finished?" Wang Wu asked, looking at the two on the ground.

"Young Hero Wang!!!"

At that moment, a shout came from behind from Wang Lan, and Wang Wu turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"You, you just now, you, Young, Young Hero, you..."

"Stop." Seeing the other's expression, Wang Wu knew what would follow, waved his hand, "Just... don't speak so loudly, I'll deal with the problem here first..."

"Snap"

Wang Wu cut off his own words, slapping the incoming thing; it shattered instantly, and Xiao Xue spewed a large clump of fresh blood, collapsing instantly.

"What are you doing? I haven't finished speaking!" Wang Wu frowned, walked up to Xiao Xue, and kicked her down.

"Oh dear." Looking at Song Yu on the ground, Wang Wu was startled, "You're quite interested."

Then he glanced again at Xiao Xue on the ground, "But that was a bit too fast, wasn't it?"

At this point, Wang Lan also rose from the ground, came to Wang Wu's side, gave Song Yu on the ground a glance, then stepped back a few steps and moved behind Wang Wu.

Watching the man's silhouette ahead, she hesitated, took a small step forward, and slowly pressed her head against his back.

In this slow yet swift process, she felt her face heating up.

"Dun dun dun dun"

But at that moment, rapid footsteps interrupted her movement, freezing her instantly.

"Dammit!! Beast!! Didn't come early, didn't come early, now you come!??"

Outside the alley, on the rooftop of a building, Si Tu Jin watched the soldiers surrounding the alley, his expression instantly turning extremely grim.

"Who called them!?"

She shouted angrily.

"Um…" Luo Xue beside him hesitated a moment, then whispered, "Miss, the soldiers were called by you…"

"Shut up!!"

Si Tu Jin glared at the woman beside her.

In the narrow alley, Wang Wu naturally heard the sounds coming from outside. Then he looked forward, then turned to his back; at the front and rear exits of this dim alley, a squad of soldiers arrived just in time.

"Take them down!!!"

Immediately, a member of the Demon‑Subduing Army appeared at the alley entrance ahead of Wang Wu, pointing at the four people in the lane and saying.

"Hold on."

Then a woman's voice sounded from behind Wang Wu; he turned his head and saw Si Tu Jin.

The moment he saw the woman, Wang Wu instantly reacted.

No wonder he had felt something watching him earlier, from the time he was eating at the stall, through his disappearance at the stall, and even after entering the alley it still lingered.

"General Si Tu, your timing is spot on," Wang Wu said, looking at the 'suddenly appearing woman' behind him, teasing.

"I originally wanted to wait a bit longer," Si Tu Jin pursed her lips, "but who knew these guys would run so fast."

Then she stepped in front of Wang Wu, kicked Xiao Xue, who was climbing toward Song Yu, sending her flying.

"Take this woman away," she ordered, then glanced at Song Yu on the ground, whose expression mixed shame, anger, astonishment, and fear, "And him as well; bring him to the county office for questioning."

"I recall they all belong to the Xuan Qing Sect, right? Notify their sect."

"As for these two…" Si Tu Jin looked at Wang Wu, then at Wang Lan, first pointing at Wang Lan, "She is the victim; let her go back to rest first."

Then she pointed at Wang Wu, "He saved the Miss; the strain must be considerable, let him go back to rest as well."

"Yes," the Demon‑Subduing soldier at the alley entrance replied respectfully.

Then the soldiers surged into the alley, seized Song Yu and Xiao Xue from the ground; Luo Xue stepped forward, performed a Dharma Technique, and the two bodies were enveloped by gray mist.

Afterwards, the soldiers quickly departed.

"Thank you, General Si Tu, for upholding righteousness. I'll take Wang Miss and leave first," Wang Wu bowed to Si Tu Jin, then nodded at Wang Lan, "Let's go."

"Mm."

The latter's cheeks flushed as she lightly nodded and followed behind Wang Wu.

"Wait."

Si Tu Jin called out to Wang Wu from behind; seeing him look at her, she smiled, a porcelain bottle materialized in her hand and she tossed it to Wang Wu.

"Just a nodding acquaintance, yet you're willing to risk your life to save—you're quite a strange person."

"One grain a day, never eat more," she said, then vanished in a flash within the alley.

Wang Wu lowered his head, glanced at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and stored it inside his Qiankun Ring.

"Useless, they'd rather watch the show from the side than save anyone—crazy."

He muttered to himself.

Then he looked at Wang Lan, whose expression was oddly downcast, and said, "Let's go, Miss Wang, I'll escort you back."

That night, at the Wang Clan.

Wang Wu once again stayed in the guestroom he first occupied at the Wang Clan; the maid attending to him was still the Wang Clan's servant Xiao Yun.

Before Wang Wu returned home, Wang Yin had already heard of his daughter's plight, as a city officer brought troops over to inform him.

He not only detailed the Wang Miss's ordeal in the alley, but also casually told Wang Yin some matters that both he and the Song Clan were unaware of.

That was the reason why Xiao Xue, who had once been as close as a sister to Wang Lan, betrayed the Wang Clan.

Actually it was simple: Xiao Xue had always liked Song Yu, but Song Yu's attitude toward Xiao Xue had always been ambiguous.

Of course, he never made any promises, nor expressed any feelings toward Xiao Xue; he always interacted as a "close friend" and "caring senior brother."

As for why, it was naturally to win over this fairly talented cultivator and forge a good bond.

Yet sometimes that kind of concern can indeed appear rather ambiguous.

But that doesn't matter; since there was no promise nor expression, it was simply friendship.

Yet for Xiao Xue, her feelings for Song Yu were certainly not like that.

A common‑born girl, after entering the sect, was meticulously cared for by a handsome, dashing senior brother, sometimes leading to spontaneous romantic "missteps."

Clearly, a girl just awakening to love couldn't resist, so she fell deeper and deeper.

They spent over ten years together, and their bond naturally grew ever stronger. Although Song Yu never expressed any feelings beyond ordinary friendship to Xiao Xue during those ten years,

However, the Song Clan's scheme against the Wang Clan's caravan indeed…

The mastermind was actually the "Third Uncle" mentioned by Xiao Xue; of course, he only mentioned it in passing.

The real executor was Xiao Xue; she hired a band of bandits roaming between He Dong and He Xi County to attack the caravan.

Then, along the way, she also lured Zhu San Niang, who happened to be wandering the shallow forest that day, and had her kill the entire group.

Of course she fled first; otherwise Zhu San Niang wouldn't have come. She was always steady. When Zhu San Niang began clearing the battlefield, she followed behind, finding the big pit.

She tossed the silver from her Qiankun Sleeve into it, then fled to a distant place to hide.

Her talent surpassed Song Yu's, yet was limited; now nearing thirty, to ascend further she must rely on resources and time to grind.

Such disciples usually go out to find work to accelerate cultivation, such as becoming an offering; it's common to be out of contact with the sect for years.

Although the Wang Clan sent Xiao Xue into the sect, they have no right to inquire about a disciple's life or death in the main hall. It's not that they can't, but others rarely care.

The Qing Xuan Sect isn't a major sect, yet it's not within reach of a family like the Wang Clan.

Of course, if there were marital ties with sect members, that would be another story.

This is why, aside from Wang Yin, the entire Wang Clan is quite satisfied with the alliance marriage with the Song Clan.

After several years of investigation, the Wang Clan couldn't uncover this; the reason is simple: only one person in the Song Clan knows, namely Song Yu's Third Uncle.

He definitely wouldn't say it.

Xiao Xue is a sect member; your Wang Clan in the county town doesn't even count as a wealthy family, let alone think about seeking information from a sect.

Moreover, it's a sect that has a Break‑Delusion cultivator; they wouldn't even bother with you.

Although it looks simple, if the Wang Clan were to investigate, given the circumstances it's no wonder they couldn't find anything.

Of course, if the army took up the investigation, the matter would naturally be easy. Not to mention it was ordered by the noble officer Shi Tu Jin.

Regarding Wang Wu saving his daughter's life, Wang Yin's only reaction was to kneel directly before Wang Wu.

This made Wang Wu a bit embarrassed at the time; after a round of pleading, he finally got the other party to get up from the ground.

It was clear that Wang Yin truly loved his daughter.

Of course, such a huge favor must be repaid, but likewise, with the Wang Clan's strength, there really isn't much they can give to Wang Wu, a "scion of a noble family".

However, Wang Wu is habitually greedy, so he demanded a large sum, about five thousand taels.

Of course, it wasn't just that.

After giving the five thousand taels, Wang Yin, tearfully grateful, said: whenever Wang Wu wants to use money in He Dong Xian, just go straight to the treasury and draw it, no matter the amount; as long as he can pay, the Wang Clan will even smash pots and sell iron to provide it.

Wang Wu didn't take it seriously; after a casual perfunctory reply, he went back to his guest room to sleep.

He originally intended to rent a room at an inn outside, so it would be convenient for him to return to the spherical fortress at night. But now staying here is inconvenient, because the guest room has a Xiao Yun.

Dong dong dong

Wang Wu was sitting at the table, reading by lamp late into the night; it's only 6:30 PM, but darkness has already lasted several hours, so calling it reading by lamp at night is not inaccurate.

"Who is it?"

Maid Xiao Yun walked to the door and called out.

"It's me, Xiao Yun," Wang Lan's voice came from outside the door.

"Young hero, it's Miss," Xiao Yun looked at Wang Wu, seeking his opinion.

Wang Wu nodded. Then the door opened, a faint plum blossom scent drifted in with a breeze onto Wang Wu's face. He set aside the script in his hand and looked at Wang Lan.

"Wang Miss, what's wrong?"

Wang Lan said nothing, but with a "thump" she knelt before Wang Wu.

"What are you doing?" Wang Wu, seeing her action, immediately stepped forward and helped her up.

Seeing that she didn't intend to move, he simply lifted her.

"Wang, Young Hero!!"

Wang Lan let out a startled cry, her body froze for an instant, then quickly went limp.

This was the first time Xiao Yun had ever seen her own Miss blush, and it was to such an extent as if she were about to catch fire.

Wang Wu placed her onto the chair in front, then returned to his seat and asked, "Why did you kneel?"

"Young hero, I, I…" Wang Lan looked at Wang Wu, "Your great kindness, little daughter truly has no way to repay, I…"

"Your father gave me a large sum, didn't he?" Wang Wu cut her off, "Five thousand taels— even if your family is wealthy, that's a huge amount for me."

Hearing Wang Wu's words, Wang Lan's eyes instantly warmed, and two tears streamed from the corners.

She lifted her head to look at Wang Wu; Wang Wu, seeing her silent, just continued to stare.

The two stared at each other; Wang Lan's eyes were now filled with Wang Wu's image, recalling past conversations with him and today's alley experience, the intense emotions mingling and fermenting in her heart.

Yet at the same time, another voice rang in her heart then:

"You and her are merely acquaintances, yet are you willing to risk your life to save her?"

"Yes…" When that sentence sounded, the brewing emotions halted instantly, and Wang Lan's expression grew bleak.

"He, he doesn't love me…"

"Are you trying to say something?" Wang Wu, seeing a storm of emotion in her eyes, asked.

Wang Wu's words instantly pulled Wang Lan back to reality; her gaze refocused on the man before her, she opened her mouth, her throat trembling, and asked:

"W‑why… why did you save me?"

"What do you mean why save you?" Wang Wu frowned, "What are you saying?"

"I and the young hero, we are only acquaintances…" Wang Lan stammered, "Young hero, you have no need to pay such a great price for me…"

"I am willing." Wang Wu cut her off, "I simply want to save you; don't talk about it being necessary, I am willing. This topic can be dropped."

After speaking, Wang Wu examined her again, and the words Shi Tu Jin said at lunch popped into his mind. He then asked:

"Do you like me?"

Instantly, when that sentence left Wang Wu's mouth, Wang Lan's body jolted.

The emotions that had ceased fermenting in her heart suddenly swelled a hundredfold and then burst explosively.

At this moment, her entire brain went completely blank, and the world in her eyes contained only the man before her.

Her body rose unconsciously, rushed toward Wang Wu, and kissed him.

Time stopped at that instant, at least she hoped so. She didn't know how long had passed until a light gasp from maid Xiao Yun came from behind.

Thoughts resumed flowing, reason returned to her mind, looking at the man within arm's reach and the sensation on her lips. Her heart raced to a speed never before reached, as if it would explode the next second.

Lightly relaxed, looking at the man before her, Wang Lan breathed rapidly, her heart continuously pumping blood to her brain, making her vision a bit blurry.

Wang Wu pursed his lips, tasted the moment, then laughed, "So sweet, but aren't you already engaged?"

Instantly, Wang Lan staggered back a few steps, her leg hitting a stool, causing her to lose balance and nearly fall. Yet the warrior's superb balance and body control kept her steady at the brink of falling.

Her face burned completely, Wang Wu's voice continued in her ears, but she could hear nothing.

She sprinted, pushed open Wang Wu's room door, and ran out.

About half a minute after Wang Lan left, Xiao Yun at the door finally reacted and hurriedly closed the room door.

Wang Wu poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and chuckled.

Late at night, Wang Lan lay on the bed, an arm pressed to her forehead, her chest still rising and falling violently.

Even though more than an hour had passed since she left Wang Wu's room, her mind was still filled with Wang Wu's words:

"So sweet."

And when she closed her eyes, it was the other's smiling expression at that moment.

Pursing the lips, Wang Lan began greedily to savor that fleeting taste.

(End of chapter)