Chapter 170

Su Mo slipped that book into her sleeve, stood still for a moment, then turned and left.

Mo Xiao and Ye Yuan instinctively turned to look at what was in her palm.

What exactly is that thing?

Why did the Wife Master's aura change after looking at that thing?

When the two withdrew their gazes, they happened to meet Xuan Qing's doubtful look, and the three pairs of eyes briefly crossed in midair.

Below the city wall, Jin Tong turned and went back into the tent after seeing that silhouette disappear.

He doesn't know some things, but perhaps Su Mo does.

In the room.

Su Mo opened that book, quickly flipped through it, and her doubts grew even stronger.

So Jiang Wu and Jin Tong have already guessed her identity?

How strange—how could the Beast World have something like this?

Moreover, the book's content bears no resemblance to what she read before transmigrating; it actually features a transmigrator, though not named Su Mo.

According to the book's plot, Mo Xiao and the others are still Jiang Wu's top choices for beast husbands.

And the transmigrator seems more like a tool used to fight Jiang Wu.

Is this Jiang Wu and Jin Tong's Golden Finger?

So Jiang Wu really is, as she suspected, an awakened paper person?

This book actually has no major ending.

But Su Mo guesses that whether it's Jiang Wu's or Jin Tong's ending, it probably isn't good; otherwise Jiang Wu wouldn't deliberately avoid the plot line and take a completely new path.

This time she completely avoided the several beast husbands the book had arranged for her, and her power developed much earlier than the book's arrangement.

Jiang Wu painstakingly cultivates and studies poison, all to counter the transmigrator's Golden Finger? Does she think that by thoroughly researching every powerful weapon in the book she can become truly invincible under heaven?

She must have long guessed that a transmigrator would appear, but she didn't know what identity this transmigrator would take this time, so at first she only gave her poison.

Su Mo suspects Jiang Wu didn't poison just her alone; she probably poisoned everyone she suspected.

Just saying how the plot line gets more and more absurd—turns out the script in the protagonist's hand and hers are completely different……absurd!

Su Mo casually tossed that book aside and called out Xiao Jiu: "Now it's fine—my opponents all know I'm a transmigrator! In their eyes I'm a thorn in the flesh on a chopping block! Tell me, where did they get these script books?"

"Could it be that everyone has one, but each book's plot is different?!"

Xiao Jiu: "Er~ I, Xiao Jiu, don't know either~ I only know this is a parallel world~ there's no preset plot~"

Su Mo sighed: "Now I must think of a way to kill Jiang Wu; she likely has something in her hand, plus other Golden Fingers I don't know about—she's really hard to kill……"

After a moment's thought, she added: "Jin Tong surely has some leverage in Jiang Wu's hands, deliberately leaking this info to me, probably wanting to use my hand to help him settle Jiang Wu."

Xiao Jiu: "Host, I think we could actually make use of that Jin Tong!"

Su Mo frowned: Jin Tong is just a poisonous snake; he's certainly no good person!

Just as she was about to rise and go out, she heard a familiar voice from outside.

"I'll go tell the Wife Master; you don't all need to come in."

Su Mo frowned: Has Yue Ying that fox also come?

A shadow outside the door flickered, swiftly stepped inside, still holding a sheet of paper in hand.

Yue Ying looked at the person before him and was about to pounce: "Mo'er~ my little heart~"

Su Mo was startled, reflexively dodging quickly.

Yue Ying unhappily furrowed his brow, swayed his body, and easily grabbed the person trying to flee again into his arms; with a motion he shut the door, locking outside those several annoying people.

Su Mo glared at him, warning: "Behave yourself!"

Yue Ying held the person sitting on the bed, aggrievedly complaining: "Why keep dodging? Every time you see me you run—run again and I'll lock you up at home!"

"You dare!"

Yue Ying firmly trapped the struggling person, grunting: "It's not that I don't dare; I'm just reluctant!"

After saying that, his hand began to wander: "You heartless wretch, it's been so long since we last saw each other, and you didn't even think to look for me? If I hadn't come, how much longer were you planning to leave me hanging?"

"Did you marry me home just to be a decoration? I'm so full of resentment I want to eat people! At my prime, you ought to make use of me! By not fully exploiting my value, you're losing out big!"

Su Mo: "……"

Since getting married, this stinking fox has become increasingly shameless!

She simply isn't his match… and instead gets pressed onto the bed and thoroughly bullied by him.

Seeing he was about to go berserk, she hurriedly spoke up to stop him: "You, you don't mess around! If you keep fooling around I'll get angry!"

Yue Ying's reddened eyes looked at her: "Anyway you're going to get angry, so let me first vent my fire~"

Seeing him about to come at her again, Su Mo lifted her leg and kicked.

The fox grabbed her ankle in one grip, full of pent-up fire, glaring at her: "Whenever we meet you either dodge me or kick me! I think you might as well just suffocate me!"

Su Mo, face red, glared at him: "Broad daylight, restrain yourself a bit!"

Really, I'm fed up with him—there are still a few people standing outside, and he's shameless, yet she still wants more!

Yue Ying rubbed her ankle with his fingertip, grinning: "Then how about tonight? Tonight I won't hold back anymore."

"!!!"

Su Mo was made speechless by his anger.

【Are other families' beast husbands all this shameless? What kind of playthings have I brought home?!】

Yue Ying pulled the person into his embrace, warm breath brushing her ear: "The more I love Mo'er, the more I want you."

He bit her jade-like earlobe, whispering temptingly: "Feel it~ every inch is clamoring with desire for you."

Su Mo's heart trembled, she closed her eyes, truly unable to listen any further.

She gritted her teeth: "You're not allowed to speak again; if you speak, I'll poison you mute!"

Yue Ying lightly laughed and said: "If you're willing to let go, I don't mind. Anyway, you're already mine, so of course I'll leave it to you to handle~"

Su Mo took a deep breath: "Shut up!"

Yue Ying chuckled softly, then began to discuss the matter: "Our people have all met up with the Dragon Clan; the rear is being guarded by the Tiger Clan's Second Miss. But it won't be long before they also join up."

Su Mo nodded; in any case, we need to concentrate our forces.

Yue Ying handed her another sheet of paper: "This is a schedule I arranged for Mo'er in my spare time. Take a look?"

Su Mo took it and glanced at it; the next second she frowned fiercely.

Schedule?!

It's packed tight, not giving her a single day off? Are they crazy?!

Before she could speak, Yue Ying grabbed her, forcibly covered her mouth, and said: "Mo'er not speaking means she agrees to this arrangement~"

"Come, let's sign and put our seals!"

Having said that, he shamelessly grabbed Su Mo's hand and forced a handprint! After putting the paper away, he then released the person in his arms.

Su Mo looked at him angrily: "This is forcing a contract against my will; it doesn't count!"

"What does it matter whether it counts? Once the seal is stamped, it counts! Anyway, we'll strictly follow this schedule from now on. Tonight it's me, tomorrow night… thereafter we'll take turns in line! Anyone who cuts in will be locked in the Little Black Room for a month!"

"Who let you act smart? I'm the head of the household; this kind of thing must be decided by me!" Su Mo, angry, lunged to grab the sheet, but Yue Ying sidestepped and easily trapped her in his arms again.

"Isn't our household always about democracy, fairness, minority obeys majority? They've all signed! These are rules you, the Wife Master, set yourself—have you forgotten?"

Su Mo struggled and shouted: "You're all ganging up on me, trying to overthrow heaven!"

Yue Ying held her, coaxing: "How could it be? It's just to make caring for you easier. Mo'er, why are you so worked up? Don't you have a fixed day off each month?"

Su Mo: "Don't twist concepts here!"

"It's just a schedule; it doesn't say you must do something to sleep. Couldn't it be just sleeping while holding each other? Rest assured, we still dote on Mo'er; we'll never let you tire out~"

Su Mo glared at him angrily.

"【This fox has the most scheming mind, full of lies!】"

"【Fine, let them line up; I don't believe this old lady can't handle them!】"

Yue Ying raised his brows; the Wife Master truly is a little fox, full of bad ideas!

He didn't care; anyway, he'd definitely not miss out on his due benefits.

As for the others, let them rely on their own abilities.

Su Mo glared at the shameless stinking fox, twisted his hand hard: "With all that energy, you should go kill more enemies; why go to all the trouble to torment me?"

Yue Ying: "……"

"This isn't even a concept—does it affect killing enemies?"

He reached out and grabbed her hand, pretending to be nervous: "Oh, it's all red~ Let me blow on it for Mo'er~"

Su Mo pulled her hand free, suddenly tiptoed up and kissed him, her glass-like eyes gazing at him as she asked bewitchingly: "Do you listen to my words?"

"I listen to Mo'er's words the most!"

Yue Ying looked at the person whose attitude had done a 180-degree turn, his mind drifting; just as he was about to hug her and kiss her again, Su Mo raised a hand to block him: "Then what if you don't obey?"

"Whatever Mo'er decides."

Su Mo gave him a light push, smirking: "Then tonight we'll just sleep holding each other; if you dare not listen to me, I'll lock you in the Little Black Room for a month!"

Yue Ying instantly laughed in anger from her—turns out she'd been waiting for him here?

Sure enough, she's a little fox, finding ways to set a trap for him!

No fear; she has her clever plan, he has his wall-climbing ladder. Anyway, he's notorious for being shameless~

……

In the evening, Fei Yan had once gone to Su Mo's room and flipped through that book.

When he came out of the room, he saw Mo Xiao standing there.

Fei Yan roughly told him the book's content.

Mo Xiao frowned: "It seems Jiang Wu is harder to deal with than we imagined."

At that moment, in Jin Tong's tent.

Jiang Wu sat there, coldly eyeing the outside situation: "Playing with me like this feels great, huh?!"

Jin Tong narrowed his eyes: "It's the City Lord's people not being up to snuff; what's it got to do with me?"

"Jin Tong!" Jiang Wu raised her hand, drew her long sword, and pointed it at him: "Don't toast then refuse the drink and suffer the penalty! You think I don't know your little tricks? You gave that book to Su Mo—so what? If I let you see it, that means it's no longer a secret!"

"Su Mo can't change anything, and neither can you! This time, if you obediently listen to me, when you succeed and withdraw, I will naturally return your Strand of Soul to you; then you can freely live your days. But if you don't obey, then just wait to die!"

Jin Tong narrowed his eyes at the person before him, answering off-topic: "How many times have you died?"

He previously thought he was reborn, so this was his second life; now it seems maybe not.

After all, in his previous life he hadn't encountered any so-called Transmigrators.

As of now, Jiang Wu has at least experienced one more life than he has; she must have crossed swords with a Transmigrator, which is why this time she's gone to great lengths to escape the original plot of the story.

No wonder earlier they had him go kill Su Mo; it must be that Su Mo's poison technique exposed the Transmigrator's identity, so she wanted Su Mo dead.

But looking at it now, before Su Mo revealed her poison skills, Jiang Wu didn't know Su Mo's true identity; otherwise she wouldn't have waited so long to act.

Jiang Wu's eyes flickered, she said in a low voice: "Knowing too much is no good for you! Someone like you is born just to assist a protagonist like me—just as in the past few times you died for me, though those were just what you were supposed to do. Even if you're reborn one life, you're destined to change nothing!"

"Even if you now bring the memories of your past life, what difference does it make? Your Strand of Soul is still firmly in my grasp; even if you change your appearance, I can still recognize you. This is the bond between us!"

Jiang Wu stepped forward, reached out to smooth his lapels: "According to the book's setting, liking me as before and obeying my every command—what's wrong with that? Why must you oppose me like this? I am the ruler of this world; if I die, everyone must be buried with me, you included! I know this world's rules better than you!"

Jin Tong furrowed his brows; as she spoke those words, some illusory images flashed through his mind.

But he quickly regained his calm.

He looked at her and said coldly: "You yourself don't want to retrace the old path, yet you want others to like you as they once did? Have you forgotten? When I was shot to death on the city wall, what did you say to me? In this world, there's probably no one more selfish and cold-hearted than you!"

Jiang Wu slightly raised her brows, tone unruffled: "That's just the plot of the book—you falling for me and dying for me were set in stone from the start."

Jin Tong's hand hanging at his side clenched slightly, he suddenly snorted: "Even if it's a predetermined plot, my feelings back then were sincere, but you never believed even a bit!"

Is the sincerity of a tool person really so trivial? To die for her is supposed to be a matter of course?!

In this world, there aren't so many rights and wrongs; only willingness or unwillingness.

The former Silver Velvet was willing to die for her, but today's Jin Tong will not.

This time, he stubbornly refuses to do what he should, insisting on defying heaven! Let's see who will die faster, him or her.

Even if he cannot Defying Heaven and Changing Fate, he must let her witness with her own eyes how that heavenly mandate, which one assumes is unbreakable, cracks inch by inch.

A flicker of emotion passed through Jiang Wu's eyes: "If you obey this time, I might consider changing your fate."

"The more you obey, the more you'll feel it's taken for granted."

A trace of cold light appeared in Jiang Wu's eyes; he turned, bringing a fierce wind, and left angrily.

Soon Jin Tong heard Jiang Wu's voice from outside: "Mobilize the troops, continue attacking the Dragon Clan!"

After resting for several days, she felt it was time to do something!

A Ci glanced at Jin Tong, then turned and followed Jiang Wu away.

"City Lord, Jin Tong is simply not obedient; I think we should find a way to deal with him as soon as possible!"

Jiang Wu snorted coldly: "Do I still need to think of a way to deal with him? You're overestimating him! I'm keeping him only because he's still useful!"

Do you really think she's just playing around by holding onto Jin Tong's Strand of Soul?

It's not that it can't be used; it's just that the time hasn't come yet.

A Ci still wanted to say something, but Jiang Wu's fierce glare silenced him.

She has always liked obedient people, but she dislikes talkative ones!

Jiang Wu's side increased its offensive, and Long Yan's side immediately responded.

This battle lasted ten days; Su Mo watched as the beastmen soldiers were continuously carried back, her brows furrowed tight, the stench of blood in the air never dissipating.

Jiang Wu pressed step by step, and Xuan Shuang drafted some more people from the Tiger Clan, but they still didn't gain the upper hand.

Both sides were somewhat exhausted over these two days.

The spy Su Mo had previously released from Jiang Wu's side still had no word, and she didn't know whether Jiang Wu had seen through her hypnosis technique.

However, Jiang Wu is naturally suspicious, and spies he's used are mostly destined to be killed.

Su Mo wasn't sure whether that spy still had a chance to find the place where the Military Advisor and the others were imprisoned.

That night.

Lin Shan brought a person to Jin Tong's chamber: "Gate Master, in the dead of night he acted strangely to contact the Dragon Clan's Military Advisor—something's off!"

Jin Tong leaned sideways on the couch, his deep-pool-like eyes fixed on the person before him.