Chapter 183: 183 Autumn Maid Returns Her Heart, News of Ye Yin, Mother and Daughter Pure Prison Style!

In fact, when she first heard that Liuli Shitai's enemy was the Blood Blade Hall.

Yang Yanqiu's heart was also struggling.

Because once she laid everything out, it meant that from then on, she would have to completely sever ties with the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

Although she had already signed a Master-Servant Contract with Ning Mu.

And had long since become the master's Female Slave.

Even every part of her body, any place that could be toyed with, had almost all been toyed with by the master.

Many unexpected ways of playing, even for her, a Demon Sect woman who did not follow the constraints of propriety, were breathtaking.

But even so, she still had room to maneuver.

As long as the master and the Great Matriarch let her leave Ningyang Stronghold and return to the Sun Moon Divine Sect, she could risk the danger of the Poison Pill in her body acting up to defy and betray the master.

But.

After reporting that the Blood Blade Hall was the Blood Blade Sect to the Third Matriarch.

This meant that she had completely broken with the past.

The Third Matriarch wanted to take revenge; the destruction of the Blood Blade Hall was already a certainty, after all, not only was the Third Matriarch a True Human Realm martial artist, but behind her also sat a Zen Master who had guarded Bolu Ciyun Temple for over eight hundred years.

Plus there was the help of the Great Matriarch Liu Qingmei.

The destruction of the Blood Blade Hall was merely a matter of time.

And she, too, would inevitably become the culprit leading to the destruction of the Blood Blade Hall.

Therefore, her heart struggled in a hundred ways.

But after a period of entanglement, she still made what she considered the most correct decision.

After all, she had long since become a Female Slave by the master's side; leaving the master would mean losing too much, and she might even lose the meaning of living.

Moreover, if the Third Matriarch were to investigate it in the future, and she had concealed it without reporting.

Even with the master's face, she feared the Third Matriarch would hold a thorn in her heart.

Just waiting for an opportunity, she feared she would not be able to get any good out of it.

Thinking it over, with a hundred turns of thought in an instant, she chose to tell the truth.

Hearing Yang Yanqiu's words, the anger could no longer be hidden in Liuli's eyes.

Her fists were clenched tight, her whole body tense, like a powder keg ready to explode at a single touch.

Although Ning Mu held her in his arms, the hatred displayed on her face was still very obvious.

"It is easy to handle once we know who the enemy is. Xiangling, do not be anxious; this matter should be discussed at length!" Ning Mu hurriedly comforted her.

Liuli Shitai clenched her fists, then released them, repeating this several times.

Finally, she nodded heavily, looked at Ning Mu, and said, "I understand, husband. Whatever husband says to do for revenge, this concubine will do."

Liuli handed the power of revenge to Ning Mu.

From this, it can be seen that Ning Mu's status in her heart had already surpassed the hatred of having her clan destroyed and family wiped out.

Ning Mu nodded.

After a moment of contemplation, he immediately looked at Yang Yanqiu and said, "Yanqiu, you must leave the stronghold and return to the sect within the next few days. You need to clarify the deployment, scale, strength, and personnel of the Blood Blade Hall as soon as possible, and then send word to me. Do you understand?"

"I will explain the situation clearly to Mei'er, and at that time, I will give you the antidote. If there is not enough time, you can find an excuse to leave the sect and come find us."

Ning Mu looked deeply at Yang Yanqiu.

Liuli's expression moved; she looked at Ning Mu with emotion, tenderness rippling in those deep, beautiful eyes.

He was not just brushing her off.

Instead, he was putting it into actual action.

Even if Yang Yanqiu might not have truly surrendered her heart yet, in order to avenge her, he was willing to let her out of Ningyang Stronghold.

This showed his feelings for her.

Liuli was deeply moved in her heart.

【Notification: Your words and actions have deeply moved Feng Xiangling. Feng Xiangling's Loyalty Value toward you has increased by 1 point. Current Loyalty Value: 99%!】

Seeing the information skipped by the system, Ning Mu couldn't help but be startled, then he looked at Liuli, revealed a warm smile, and comforted her, "Don't worry. After figuring out these situations, we will act then. We won't move unless we have to, but when we do, we will achieve success in one battle and take complete revenge!"

Liuli nodded deeply.

Although she was a disciple of the Buddha Gate, she had not let go of the thought of revenge.

It was only because that nightmare had been haunting her, and for so many years, it had never let her have peace!

And Yang Yanqiu, hearing Ning Mu say that he was actually going to let her leave.

To investigate the Blood Blade Hall matter for the Third Matriarch, she was immediately startled.

It was not that she could not complete this matter.

For her, this was not a difficult task; it could even be said to be a trivial matter.

What she was surprised by was.

The master actually trusted her so much, not only handing this important task to her to complete, but also letting her leave for several months without hesitation.

She had originally thought that even if she had now truly submitted.

In the hearts of the master and the various Mistresses, they still harbored resentment toward her, worrying that once she left the Mountain Stronghold, she would rebel again.

Yet she did not expect the master to be so straightforward.

Yang Yanqiu was stunned for a long while, then she crawled on the ground in gratitude, excitedly saying, "Autumn Maid accepts the order. This servant will definitely complete the task well in the shortest time, and then return to the master's side. Thank you, Master, for your trust!"

Ning Mu nodded.

He walked over and stood in front of Yang Yanqiu, looking down at her from a high position.

"A-Qiu, although you are a slave, here with me, all women are my own. The way I treat you and your status might be slightly different, but in my heart, whether it is you, or Xiaoxiu, or even Xiaoya and the others, I have feelings for all of you, rather than purely treating you as tools!"

"I am a person with a very strong sense of possessiveness. Before me, you could have marital life with your husband, but after me, you must not have any illicit relations with any man other than me, including your husband, that leader of the Divine Sect, Yin Qingcang, is no exception!"

"Leave on the appointed day; I hope you will take good care of yourself!"

Ning Mu reached out, helped the visibly devout Yang Yanqiu to her feet, and spoke in a tone half-filled with tenderness and half-warning.

Yang Yanqiu was moved to tears and immediately blushed as she declared, "Master, rest assured. Before meeting you, my body was not pure, but from this day forward, my body shall bloom only for you. If anyone else dares to covet it, I shall certainly defend your dignity with my life!"

"Mm, go and pack. When Mei'er returns, tell her, and we shall see when we depart." Ning Mu smiled and pinched her cheek.

Yang Yanqiu nodded.

However, she did not leave; instead, her eyes shimmered with shyness as she said reluctantly, "Master, before we leave, please let me serve you one last time. Let me remember your grace and strength forever!"

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Very well, go pack first, and come find me before you leave."

Only then did Yang Yanqiu leave, feeling satisfied.

"Husband, thank you!"

After Yang Yanqiu went downstairs, Liuli gazed at Ning Mu with deep affection.

Ning Mu smiled, lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, pinched her cheek, and laughed, "Between us, why the need for thanks?"

"Why not let me enter through the Buddhist back door? That would move me far more than a simple thank you."

Ning Mu teased as he stared at Liuli in his arms.

Liuli was startled, then her pretty face flushed bright red instantly, her beautiful eyes rippling with waves; she looked incredibly charming.

This wicked rascal.

Always wanting to take the back door.

Entering the Buddhist path has its rules; how could one easily be allowed to take the back door? Yet, after a moment of contemplation, she still nodded gently with a blushing face.

"Wait until I have practiced Bigu for a few days, then I shall serve you, Husband~"

Tsk.

Ning Mu's eyes lit up involuntarily.

He had spoken to Liuli many times about this, but each time, Liuli had used diligent actions to brush the suggestion aside.

He had never been able to find a way in.

He had not expected Liuli to agree so readily this time.

Counting carefully.

Among the women in the house, Liuli was currently the only one who had not truly given her all.

Liu Qingmei and Tong Yuyue had long since had their gates captured by him.

Now, he could enter their gates every few days.

Liuli, however, always made excuses and refused, insisting only on the front gate or climbing the walls and windows.

Once the matter was decided.

At this moment, Ning Xiaoxiu, who had been holding the Black Obsidian Crystal and had not yet had a chance to speak, stepped forward proactively with a look of sycophancy.

"Master, Third Matriarch, I have already conditioned the Blood Lotus Sect Matriarch, Wan Wu'er, and she is now very obedient. Why don't I bring her to help entertain you, Master? How about that?"

Ning Xiaoxiu's pretty face was shy, but her eyes were overflowing with excitement.

A gift in return for a gift.

Since the Master and Third Matriarch had saved her life, she had to prepare a grand gift for the Master! Although Wan Wu'er was a married woman, her figure and appearance were still in their prime—a slender waist, graceful hips, and, supplemented by that magnificent bosom which had nursed two children yet remained firm, she was an excellent Furnace Vessel, even if her face was slightly inferior.

Furthermore, Wan Wu'er's appearance was not bad at all; on the contrary, it was quite outstanding.

After all, how could a woman capable of becoming the Matriarch of a sect have a poor appearance? And more importantly, there was the bonus of her status. It would surely attract the Master's favor even more.

Therefore, ever since Wan Wu'er had been imprisoned, Ning Xiaoxiu had been conditioning her almost every moment.

Aside from eating, sleeping, and accompanying Ning Mu.

The rest of the time.

She spent it in the dungeon.

Firstly, she wanted to give the Master a surprise.

Secondly, it was to vent her own spite and, additionally, to pry into the mystery of her own origins.

During this time, Ning Xiaoxiu had turned the tables; Wan Wu'er had been tortured by her until her spirit was listless, reaching a point where she would subconsciously do whatever Ning Xiaoxiu said.

Only regarding her origins, Wan Wu'er would not speak a word.

Because she understood that once she revealed this secret, which was her final trump card, there was no guarantee Ning Xiaoxiu wouldn't kill her out of revenge! This was her life-saving talisman.

Hearing Ning Xiaoxiu's words, Ning Mu was taken aback.

He had almost forgotten that a Matriarch of the Zhou Kingdom's Demon Sect was still locked in the dungeon! Seeing Ning Xiaoxiu's expression as if she were presenting a treasure, Ning Mu raised his eyebrows slightly and let out a soft tsk.

This girl was becoming increasingly adept at reading his mind.

Since arriving in this world.

There was the voluptuous master Liu Qingmei, the twin sisters Chunzhi and Xia Chan, the merchant lady Jin Xiangyu, the woman Jiang Fuling who lived in a flower house yet remained pure, the respectable girl Tong Yuyue who was a concubine yet still a maiden, and the pretty nun Liuli...

All of these, and many more.

But uniquely, there were no women with statuses like Ning Xiaoxiu and Wan Wu'er.

Although Ning Xiaoxiu and Wan Wu'er were not mother and daughter.

There was, after all, that history between them.

Tsk tsk.

Ning Mu nodded happily and said, "Bring her here to see."

Seeing the Master agree, the nervous Ning Xiaoxiu was overjoyed, her face beaming with a smile as she nodded happily.

"Yes, Master!"

"I guarantee, she is absolutely an excellent Furnace Vessel!"

Having said that.

Ning Xiaoxiu was full of excitement; she turned and went downstairs to the cellar beneath the main hall to retrieve the imprisoned Wan Wu'er.

The entrance to the cellar was in the side hall.

Inside, it was not only used for storing grain and fruit, but a section was also partitioned off with railings to serve as a holding cell for captives.

After all, in the past, this Ningyang Stronghold made its living by robbing houses and plundering.

Important figures who were kidnapped were imprisoned in the cellar to wait for their families to pay the ransom, which is why the cellar was extremely cool and damp.

Just as Ning Xiaoxiu left.

A carrier pigeon suddenly flew into the sky, landed on the railing of the terrace, cooed twice, and then stood on the railing pecking at its feathers.

"Young Master, it's a letter from Yonghang."

Liu Xiaoya hurriedly took the letter from the pigeon's leg and handed it to Ning Mu.

Ning Mu took it immediately and unfolded it to take a look.

His brows immediately furrowed tightly.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Ning Mu's expression was not good, Liuli hurriedly asked with concern.

Liu Xiaoya, Chunzhi, and the others also stared eagerly, their eyes filled with a bit of worry.

Ning Mu did not speak and handed the note directly to Liuli.

The paper used for this kind of correspondence was all specially treated oil paper with a smooth surface, and the pen used for writing was also specially made to prevent the ink from smearing after being soaked by rain.

Liuli unfolded the note.

She saw a few lines written on it, concise and to the point.

"Young Master, all is well. Two matters to report."

"One: The Tong Family brother has returned. Upon hearing of the Ye Family's affairs, Ye Yin was extremely heartbroken. While passing through Baisha City, she fled into the Buddha Gate's Bolu Temple to practice with shaven hair. Brother Tong tried to persuade her, but to no avail."

"Two: The recruitment notice for Ningyang has been posted. Following the Young Master's instructions, we have gathered heroes of the pugilistic world and accepted healthy displaced refugees; both have received responses. A hundred people will arrive in the coming days, but the martial artists gathered are all mediocre. Fuling asks the Young Master if we should increase the benefits to attract better talent?"

"Letter ends. Wishing the Young Master and all the mistresses well. Your servants Fuling and Xiangyu cannot express their longing; we bow our heads and pay respects to the East!"

Looking at the letter, Liuli's expression could not help but freeze.

Ye Yin had fled into the empty gate? And it was in the very Bolu Ciyun Temple where she herself was?

What a mess! Liuli's eyes twitched involuntarily.

If Liu Qingmei found out that her daughter had entered her own temple, wouldn't she fight her to the death? "Husband, how do you intend to tell her?" Liuli asked hurriedly, feeling anxious.

Ning Mu scratched his head, looking troubled, not knowing how to tell Liu Qingmei this news.

After all, Ye Yin was unable to let go of her distress.

It was estimated that ninety percent of the reason was because she heard about him and her mother behaving recklessly in the Ye Family Mansion.

They were originally of the same generation.

Now, he had suddenly transformed into her stepfather.

Anyone would find that hard to accept.

And that was not all.

The key point.

That day, he and Liu Qingmei were in Ye Bufan's room...

If Ye Yin found out about this, it would be considered a sign of extreme psychological resilience if she didn't die of shame and anger! Sigh! A headache.

Ning Mu shook his head, feeling very troubled.

"I will go and tell her. You just act as if you haven't seen anything. If she feels unhappy in the future or says anything offensive, just pretend you didn't hear it."

Ning Mu thought for a moment and gave Liuli a heads-up in advance.

He had to appease at least one of them.

As for Liu Qingmei's side...

She had to know about this eventually; keeping it hidden was not a long-term solution, and it was hard to guarantee that it wouldn't cause a rift in the future.

"Okay!" Liuli nodded, feeling a bit moved in her eyes.

Seeing that her husband was still so considerate of her feelings at a time like this, she felt quite gratified.

She thought for a moment.

Her face flushed slightly, and she looked up at Ning Mu with shimmering eyes, saying, "Husband, tomorrow I will bring the Electric Bead, and you hold the auxiliary device. Whatever we do, I will listen to you..."

Task Two had already been delayed for several days.

Today's touch of emotion made her determined to complete this task.

Hearing this, Ning Mu's eyes lit up, and he immediately revealed a wicked smile.

But just as he nodded and was about to tease her.

Ning Xiaoxiu's voice suddenly rang out from the stairwell.

"Master, the person is here~"

Before the voice had even faded, Ning Xiaoxiu, dressed in a red, transparent light gauze, drifted over like a butterfly among flowers.

Only.

This butterfly was unusual.

In her hand, she held an iron chain thicker than a thumb.

At the end of the chain, a woman's hands were bound.

Just like leading a dog or pulling a sheep.

Ning Xiaoxiu's small face was slightly flushed, brimming with excitement.

Her eyes flowed with deep sycophancy, and occasionally a trace of complex entanglement flashed across the bottom of her eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and she returned to being jubilant.

Behind her, the woman shackled in chains looked slightly withered; her beautiful, delicate cheeks were pale, and though her figure was slender, it did not lack a graceful charm, while her phoenix eyes were filled with intense terror.

The clothes on her body were also such that they invited intrusive gazes.

A layer of black light gauze draped over that exquisite body, with shackles on her feet and a wooden neck-board around her neck.

Whether intentional or unintentional, that black light gauze appeared very tattered.

It was full of holes everywhere.

It set off those already exquisite curves, making them all the more pitiable.

Half-hidden and half-revealed, it fully displayed a woman's charm.

Seeing Wan Wu'er, who was at the other end of the iron chain held by Ning Xiaoxiu, looking terrified and uneasy, Ning Mu could not help but be stunned, a strange light suddenly appearing in his eyes.

This is truly the pure prison style! (End of chapter)