Chapter 266

She used to think that although Zheng Lin was overbearing, he was at least decent, at least knew how to respect her...

Unexpectedly, on the night before the grand wedding, he couldn't wait to reveal his true colors.

This beast!

Actually even that kind of place was...

She was a germaphobe!

"Young Lady... are you inside..."

The maidservant's cautious voice still came from outside the door:

"The time is almost up, I still need to help you touch up your makeup..."

"Young Master Zheng's welcoming team will be here in a moment..."

Hearing this, the enraged Jiang Chuxue instantly came to her senses.

She was not the kind of ordinary woman who would only cry when encountering trouble.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have climbed step by step from a small mountain village to this position today.

Since the matter had already happened, being angry wouldn't change anything.

The most important thing right now was to sit in the Zheng family's eight-bearer sedan chair in a glorious manner and become the young mistress of the Zheng family.

Only then, with the unreserved resource support of the Zheng family, could her martial arts path go further.

If she turned against Zheng Lin now because of this momentary anger, all her planning over these years would go down the drain.

As for what happened last night, there would be plenty of time in the future; she had plenty of time to settle this account with him slowly.

"Just treat it as having been bitten by a dog."

Jiang Chuxue desperately comforted herself in her heart, "Regardless, starting from today, he counts as my husband..."

A moment later.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the raging fire and humiliation in her chest, waved her hand to open the bolt, and her voice returned to its usual coldness:

"Come in!"

After receiving her permission, the maidservant carefully pushed open the boudoir door, walked in with her head lowered, carrying the rouge and powder.

"Yo... Young Lady..."

As soon as she looked up, the maidservant was completely stunned.

She saw Jiang Chuxue before her with red, swollen eyes, disheveled hair, and that priceless bright red wedding gown open messily, revealing the wrinkled undergarment inside.

That sharp, exquisite face was flushed with an unusual redness, looking like a different person from the noble and cold appearance during yesterday's makeup trial.

If she didn't know that today was the grand wedding day, the maidservant would have almost thought that Jiang Chuxue had just finished her wedding night...

Of course, what surprised her most was that Jiang Chuxue's lips were actually abnormally red and swollen.

The maidservant immediately asked with some concern: "Young Lady, did you... eat something last night... your mouth seems to be allergic..."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuxue's body shuddered violently; she didn't know what image she thought of, but her stomach twitched uncontrollably, and that feeling of nausea surged up again.

"Ugh... ugh..."

She covered her mouth and retched several times, suddenly lifting her head, bone-chilling killing intent erupting from those red, swollen eyes, squeezing a few words through her teeth:

"Do you want to die!"

The moment the words fell.

A sharp aura suddenly erupted from Jiang Chuxue's body, pressing toward the maidservant.

"Ah..."

The maidservant instantly turned pale and retreated, her legs going soft, almost collapsing to the ground, her voice shaking uncontrollably: "Young Lady... this servant won't dare to talk too much anymore..."

"Hmm?!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chuxue frowned slightly, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes.

The metal-element aura she had just erupted seemed to be a few points weaker than before.

In the past, when she was in a rage, the metal qi she released would have been enough to leave several bloody cuts on this maidservant's face.

"Could it be because I just lost my virginity, and my body's aura is unstable..."

She pondered secretly in her heart, not thinking too deeply.

Now was not the time to investigate this.

With her current appearance, she really needed to touch up her makeup properly.

She looked at the shivering maidservant with icy eyes and said coldly: "Why haven't you come over to touch up my makeup yet!"

"Yes... Young Lady..."

The maidservant hurriedly stepped forward in fear, the powder puff in her hand still shaking slightly, carefully patting powder onto Jiang Chuxue's face, where the redness and swelling had not yet faded.

Jiang Chuxue closed her eyes, letting her apply it to her face, but the killing intent in the depths of her eyes grew more and more intense.

She had already made up her mind in her heart that after the wedding was over, she would deal with this maidservant.

She would never allow anyone to have seen her in such a disheveled state.

Even if it were just an insignificant servant.

The powder puff covered it layer by layer, hiding the red, swollen eyelids, hiding the tear stains, and also hiding all the real emotions on this face.

When the last bit of rouge fell, what reappeared in the bronze mirror was still that cold, noble Jiang Direct Disciple.

Heavenly Cloud Peak.

Jiang Ye, sitting cross-legged beside the Green Flame Herb field, radiated eye-catching golden light.

That light was sharp and peerless, making him appear like a divine weapon about to be unsheathed.

Even the surrounding air was cut by this invisible sharpness, emitting faint hissing sounds.

As time passed bit by bit.

The golden light on his body grew increasingly intense, from the initial pale gold to bright gold, and finally to near pure white, as if a small sun were shooting outward from within his body.

The leaves of the Green Flame Herbs were brushed by this metal qi, breaking off silently, the cuts as smooth as mirrors.

The next instant.

That eye-catching golden light retracted into Jiang Ye's body like a whale sucking water.

Immediately after—

He opened his eyes violently, two golden lights as condensed as reality shooting from his eyes, actually piercing through the courtyard wall more than ten meters away, leaving two tiny holes, the walls of the holes as smooth as mirrors, as if pierced from the inside by an invisible sharp blade.

Jiang Ye stood up slowly, feeling the changes in himself, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into an arc.

Now, his sensitivity and absorption of metal-element qi were several times more acute than before.

He waved his hand, and gold-white true qi, condensed as reality, surged from his fingertips.

The things within this courtyard wall could no longer test the power of this gold-white true qi.

He aimed at his own arm and stabbed violently.

Clang—

A crisp sound like metal clashing exploded in the courtyard.

A faint blood mark appeared on his arm.

"Not bad."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ye nodded slightly with satisfaction.

After absorbing the origin of the Metal Spirit Body, the explosive power of his gold-white true qi was already faintly approaching the Great Sun Heavenly Flame True Qi.

In terms of single-point penetration, it was even superior.

He waved his hand again, and the curved blade with its cold, shimmering light was captured into his palm from a distance.

The moment his five fingers gripped the hilt, an unprecedented, wonderful resonance spread through his entire body along the hilt.

He felt that the curved blade was no longer a weapon, but an extension of his own body; every pattern on the blade, every inch of its arc, was clearly visible in his perception.

"Is this the resonance of the Metal Spirit Body with metal?"

Jiang Ye quietly experienced the profound mystery at this moment.

No wonder Jiang Chuxue could defeat Lu Tianhao, whose divine qi was almost at great success, with the strength of a mid-stage Divine Qi Realm.

Possessing the Metal Spirit Body, as long as she had a weapon in her hand, she naturally had a considerable advantage.

After a good while.

Jiang Ye put away the curved blade with lingering interest.

He changed his clothes and walked slowly out of the courtyard.

It was about time; it was time to go watch the good show.

In another courtyard.

Zheng Feng paced back and forth in the courtyard with an anxious face, the blue stone tiles under his feet almost worn thin by a layer.

"What to do... what to do..."

His delicate and handsome face was twisted into a ball at this moment.

He naturally knew that today was the grand wedding day of Jiang Chuxue and his "good big brother" Zheng Lin.

Let alone him, even his younger sister Zheng Hui knew.

At this moment, the little girl stood not far away, looking at Zheng Feng with a face full of worry, sighing lightly:

"Brother, that is a bad woman, don't think about her anymore..."

Zheng Feng's face paused slightly, shaking his head with a bitter smile: "I'm not thinking about her... I just..."

What he was just, he himself couldn't explain clearly.

Was it the humiliation of being forced to attend?

Was it the embarrassment of having old scars torn open in public?

Or was it the powerlessness of knowing all this yet being able to do nothing...

Perhaps all of them.

Just at this moment.

"Direct Disciple Zheng, it's time for us to go watch the good show."

Jiang Ye's voice came from outside the door.