[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal":3,"chapter-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-101":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},596861,846,"Chapter 101: Clothes, Bonus, Indoor Fight","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>Xiao Qin took out a letter, its material identical to the one previously found on the Three Evils of Huai Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similarly, it had already been deciphered by Zuo Qiuyang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dear brothers, three days apart should open one's eyes anew.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Recently, you’ve made quite a name for yourselves in the Endless Trials. The Judge is very pleased, especially with Dragon Evil.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Judge himself praised him as a born killer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tone of the letter had grown much more amiable. After just a few days apart, they were now being called \"brothers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A born killer?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Qin shot a surprised glance at Li Mo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What unspeakable atrocities had Junior Brother Li committed to earn such high praise from the Judge of the Fine Rain Tower?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem, let’s keep reading.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truth be told, even Li Mo was baffled. What had he even done?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he’d done was casually beat a few people to death and dispose of the bodies—nothing out of the ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Given your strength, passing the Endless Trials should be effortless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once the trials conclude, please come to Ling River Dock for a meeting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Judge has entrusted me with an important matter. I fought hard to secure your involvement so soon after joining the tower. When you rise to prominence, don’t forget about me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The letter ended there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo and Xiao Qin exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were already being assigned tower affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did this mean...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d been fast-tracked?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Judging by Smiling Arhat’s tone, the Judge holds a higher position in the Fine Rain Tower than he does.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Qin was quite certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, it was Thousand Forms Martial Venerable who had told him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Judge of the Fine Rain Tower was responsible for determining whether assassins had completed their missions—a guarantor of the tower’s reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Judge’s private matter... What could it be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ve never met this so-called Judge, but it’s definitely nothing good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Li pondered for a moment, sensing something fishy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bunch of assassins wouldn’t exactly form a charity group to help old ladies cross the street, would they?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reading Smiling Arhat’s request for a meeting, Li Mo said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll stick to the original plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When we meet Smiling Arhat, we’ll eliminate him first. Otherwise, we risk exposure at any moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After all, we’ve already been chosen to work for the Judge. We’ll have a chance to meet him eventually.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Agreed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Qin nodded and climbed back onto the donkey cart, ready to return and share the good news with Zuo Qiuyang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cart was loaded with cooking oil—a daily necessity for the hotpot restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Happy times were always fleeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Congratulations, Host. You have invested in a low-tier martial art for \"Da Zhu.\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Investment return: One year of martial insight.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Congratulations, Host. You have invested in a low-tier martial art for \"Little Die.\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Investment return: One year of martial insight.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little ones reluctantly came out to see them off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had just begun learning martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo hadn’t given them anything too advanced—these low-tier techniques were enough to build a foundation for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over them, and a question arose:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where’s that girl Chu Long?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d found it odd earlier in the afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Long had timidly called out to him, only to hesitate and say nothing was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big Brother Li... I... I’m here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Jiang Chulong came running over, clutching a cloth bundle in her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this is for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shoved the bundle into his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo glanced down—inside was a clumsily made... garment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fabric was high-quality, embroidered with a sword, and...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did the material look familiar?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve been scavenging to save up for this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm-hmm...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I’m... too clumsy... wasted a lot of fabric...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not... entirely wasted... I made sachets from the scraps...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chulong’s voice was barely audible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, so that explained it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sachet the Martial Venerable received was a byproduct of her failed attempts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he noticed something off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With all the things you’ve scavenged, you only got enough for fabric?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... junk... isn’t worth much...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this one only sells for... ten coppers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at a piece of \"scrap metal\" nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo took a closer look, and his eye twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless he was mistaken, that was a reforged steel axe—not new, but easily worth thirty taels of silver at any blacksmith’s shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten coppers? What a rip-off! Did those shopkeepers have no conscience?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chu Long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me which shop’s been buying your stuff. I need to have a word with them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big Brother Li... are you... selling scrap too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling River Dock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless boats of all sizes lined the shore, the sound of lapping waves mingling with fishermen’s songs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the river’s currents, a black-canopied boat rocked gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Mo and Ying Bing have finally appeared in the prefecture city?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Huacheng crushed the paper in his palm, letting the fragments vanish into the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The waters of Ziyang Prefecture City had been muddied by the Endless Trials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumors spoke of the Three Evils of Huai Mountain—appearing and vanishing without a trace, ruthless in their killings, like three deities of slaughter that even the most vicious participants feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of them, the Endless Trials seemed on the verge of ending prematurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This storm would soon pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The window of opportunity was fleeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Yin Huacheng’s ears twitched. He called out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To serve as the Summoning Demon Sect’s envoy, you must have some skill.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure with a smiling Buddha’s head pushed aside the boat’s curtain and entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re the one Judge Cui sent to handle the business?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Indeed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling Arhat spoke, his voice carrying an eerie resonance—like Buddhist chants that cleansed the soul, severing desires and making death seem inconsequential, even welcome...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Turning Buddhist arts into something so sinister... Hah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting. Have a seat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Huacheng poured him tea, acknowledging his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The sea of suffering is boundless. I merely guide others to transcend it and ascend to paradise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling Arhat nodded and sat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Huacheng cut to the chase:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How goes the task?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One last batch of ‘goods,’ and we can set sail under the Crimson Whale Gang’s banner. Smooth passage guaranteed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When will the goods arrive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When the sub-tower master arrives, so will the goods. They’ll be dispatched during the Inner Realm clash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling Arhat spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Inner Realm clash...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Huacheng sipped his tea, savoring the implications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way, how much to hire you to kill an Inner Breath Realm cultivator and bring me all his belongings?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Dark Tower has fixed rates. You may post a bounty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How much for you to personally take the job?\" Yin Huacheng pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better safe than sorry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Fine Rain Tower’s branch not yet fully established, finding reliable assassins wasn’t easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My services depend on fate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling Arhat remained impassive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One Mystic Crystal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Huacheng gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one you want me to kill is Li Mo, a true disciple of the Qingyuan Sect?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling Arhat did not agree immediately. Instead, he posed a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unspoken implication: A single Mystic Crystal isn’t even worth the value of that Mystic Weapon, and on top of that, I’d incur the wrath of the Qingyuan Sect. Do you take me for a fool?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Years ago, I came across this by chance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Huacheng’s expression shifted as he produced another item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scroll depicting a Buddha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was a Buddha, it sat upon a black lotus. Its compassionate, sorrowful gaze carried an eerie undertone, for beneath the lotus seat lay a river of blood and the corpses of countless beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, this was a visualization diagram for some martial art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling Arhat’s breathing grew noticeably heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long silence, he spoke slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The fates have aligned.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1307,"2026-05-30T17:19:00.269Z","2026-06-01T04:31:46.889Z",1,"novelbin.me","dedd4b2c4f5c29238d9fbae8e9cdbd8d074d93ccbb478bbd49737d444e1bc132","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-102","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-650",737,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Finvesting-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-cover.jpg"]